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SASHA’S POV

I screamed, crashing everything in my room, crying profusely, and dragging my hair. What was all this? What just happened? Not only did I not get engaged, but I was also publicly humiliated and shamed.

How did Andre, my broke husband I ran away from, find me? And it wasn’t just any day. It was on my engagement day.

I was so scared to check the messages on my phone. I didn’t want to see the messages, the sympathy or the mockery. I was a public embarrassment.

The scene kept replaying over and over in my head. I could still see Xander’s face when he asked if I had been truly married before.

His eyes were wide with shock and hurt, his voice trembling with disbelief.

"Is it true, Sasha? Were you really married before?"

I could only shake my head no, my voice caught in my throat. The room felt like it was spinning. The whispers, the stares, everyone was looking at me.

The only thing I could do, instead of wishing the ground would swallow me whole, was to pretend to faint.

I fel