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  1 As the avalanche thundered down the mountain, my betrothed decided to desert me, embracing his former flame, Saoirse Epigone, as he rushed to safety. I implored him, my voice quivering with fear, to stay with me. "Saoirse is ill," he explained, almost apologetically. "She won't make it alone. You're tougher and more skilled. I'll secure her safety and return for you." Their forms disappeared into the blizzard, abandoning me to the merciless cold and my injured limb. A deafening rumble followed, and the vast whiteness engulfed everything in its wake. Me included. Seven days after I perished, Altair Armani

Avalanche of Betrayal, Dumped for Ex While Death Looms

My parents, vacationing far away, couldn't be contacted. Eventually, it was Ravenna who arrived, driving determinedly to handle the necessary documentation.


When Altair showed up, my parents were already there, hunched over my lifeless body, their anguish manifesting in heart-wrenching cries that pierced the air. I could only observe, powerless, as my own tears fell silently.


I recalled when Altair was just starting out, and my family, with their limited resources, had concerns about my future with him. Nevertheless, they quietly offered their support in subtle ways. They even purchased an apartment downtown for us, hoping to nurture our aspirations.


Upon moving in together, Altair's face had lit up with pure joy. He vowed then, with utmost sincerity, to cherish me until his dying day.


Out of sympathy, my parents had even utilized their connections to secure Altair a job at the local TV station, giving him a boost he couldn't have achieved alone.


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