chapter 67

Darren POV

I sat alone in my house, the bitter taste of regret lingering in my mouth. As I sipped my coffee, my mind drifted back to the events that had unfolded in the past.

Freda, my ex-fiancée, had moved on and found solace in the arms of another man named Liam. It was a blow to my ego, a painful reminder that I had lost her.

“Why did she choose him over me?” I whispered to myself, my voice filled with a mix of frustration and self-doubt.

I tried to reason with my own thoughts, searching for answers that seemed to elude me. “Was I not good enough? Did I do something wrong?”

The memories of our relationship flooded my mind, each scene replaying like a movie.

Freda and I had once been deeply in love, planning our future together. But somewhere along the way, we had grown apart.

The realization that she had found someone else stung like a thousand needles in my heart.

I took another sip of my coffee, the bitterness matching the turmoil within me. “How could she move on so quickly?