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A week prior to our wedding, I stumbled upon an unexpected treat. My fiancé's wedding band had "Addie" inscribed on the inside, the pet name he consistently used for me. I felt moved and thrilled, anticipating our future together. However, before I could fully savor the moment, he phoned.
He was intoxicated from his bachelor celebration and required my assistance. Upon arriving at the location, my spirits plummeted. There he stood, clasping another woman's hand, gazing at her with a tender, affectionate expression. My pulse quickened when I heard him address her as "Addie."

Wrong 'Addie' Wears My Ring

Upon returning to the hotel, I concentrated on gathering my belongings and planning an extended stay in Hudson City. The place I was leaving held too many painful recollections of Glenn. It wasn't just the locations that triggered memories; even thinking about them made me feel uneasy.


I thought relocating might offer a fresh start, but fate had other plans. After resigning from my job, I unexpectedly encountered Glenn. He was standing outside my office building, looking bewildered and slightly unkempt.


When he spotted me, he quickly stood up, hastily adjusting his appearance as if we were about to embark on one of our usual outings.


"Ad—Adriana, we need to discuss some things," he said with urgency.


I gave him a frosty look. "I have no interest in talking to you."


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