The Fiancé Who Chose Another

My fiancé, Jacob, crashed another woman' s wedding. I found out from a viral video while preparing his favorite dessert to celebrate our upcoming IVF cycle. It was Kierra Gates, the "struggling artist" he always claimed to pity. This wasn't the first time. Three years ago, he beat a man bloody for her, a public scandal that nearly broke us. I stood by him then, swallowing the humiliation and my friends' warnings. I even forgave him for the miscarriage his violent outburst caused. He swore it was over, that our future, our family, was all that mattered. But as I watched the video of him snatching her from the altar, his promises echoed like a cruel joke. He' d abandoned me again, on the cusp of our dream, for the same woman. My love for him, a fifteen-year constant, finally ran dry. This wasn't just another betrayal; it was the end. I picked up the phone, my hand steady. "I'd like to cancel my IVF appointment," I told the clinic. "And schedule an abortion. As soon as possible."

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Chapter 3

Audra Walker POV:

I never thought Jacob could betray me. Not like that. Not after everything. The first time, it had been a shock that ripped through me, raw and brutal, leaving me gasping for air in the aftermath. It happened on our fifteenth anniversary, a day we were supposed to celebrate the enduring strength of our love. Instead, it became the day I learned the true meaning of heartbreak.

Jacob and I, high school sweethearts, had built our entire lives around each other. Our love was the bedrock of my existence, a deep, unwavering current that had carried us through adolescence, college, and into adulthood. Fifteen years. A lifetime, it felt like. How could such a profound connection be shattered, so easily, by Kierra Gates, a woman who had drifted into his orbit like a lost satellite?

The signs had been subtle at first, easily dismissed. Jacob, the ever-driven tech entrepreneur, started working longer hours. He' d come home late, smelling faintly of something unfamiliar, not quite his office, not quite mine. When my friends, half-joking, asked if I was worried about him having an affair, I' d laughed it off.

"An affair?" I' d said, a casual shrug. "With Jacob? Never. And if he ever did, if he ever got himself 'dirty,' I' d just leave him. Simple as that."

Oh, how naive that younger Audra had been. I had overestimated his loyalty, convinced that our history was an impenetrable shield. But more devastatingly, I had profoundly underestimated the terrifying depth of my own love for him. A love so absolute, it would become my undoing. They say love too deeply, and you' ll receive karma. My karma, it seemed, had arrived with ruthless precision.

The truth, when it came, landed like a physical blow. It was at a small gathering with mutual friends. One of them, after a few too many drinks, let slip, "Jacob really splurged on Kierra' s gallery opening, didn' t he? That sculpture alone must' ve cost a fortune." The words hung in the air, a sudden, deafening silence falling over the table. Everyone looked at me, then quickly away. The knowing glances, the immediate awkwardness-it confirmed everything my gut had been screaming.

It was the same day. That very morning, in fact, I' d held the positive pregnancy test in my hand, my heart soaring with a joy I' d never known. I' d planned a surprise dinner, a whispered announcement, a future unfurling before us. Instead, I learned of his betrayal. The exquisite agony of that dual revelation-the greatest joy and the deepest pain colliding in a single, brutal moment-left me shattered.

I confronted him, not with the quiet dignity I envisioned for myself, but like a desperate, heartbroken shrew. I screamed, I cried, I demanded to know every sordid detail. He looked at me, his eyes cold, then stepped in front of Kierra, shielding her as if she were the victim. He actually scolded me, right there, in front of her.

Kierra, with practiced ease, offered a trembling apology. "Oh, Audra, I' m so sorry. It' s all my fault. I never meant… I just needed help." Her eyes, wide and innocent, filled with tears that seemed to materialize on command.

My rage, a raw, primal scream in my chest, finally broke free. My hand shot out, connecting with her cheek with a sharp, stinging crack. The sound echoed in the stunned silence.

Jacob exploded. He grabbed me, his fingers digging into my arm, pulling me away from Kierra. He cradled her instantly, his furious eyes burning into mine. "What is wrong with you, Audra?!" he roared. "How could you touch her? She' s fragile! You' re always so aggressive, so strong. Can' t you see she' s suffering?"

His words, colder than any ice, plunged into my heart. My aggressive strength, my suffering? For him, my strength was a flaw, and her weakness a virtue. My heart, already bruised, turned to a shard of frozen glass.

A brutal cold war began. Everyone, our friends, his family, whispered that Jacob would come crawling back, as he always did. They knew how much he relied on me, how I was his anchor. But he didn' t. Not this time. Week after week, the silence stretched, a gaping wound between us.

My desperation grew, a suffocating fear that I would lose him forever. I couldn't bear it. Not after finding out I was pregnant. I was so convinced that our baby, our actual, tangible future, would be the thing that brought him back. That it would be enough. I swallowed my pride, pushed down the humiliation, and revealed my secret.

"Jacob," I said, my voice trembling, raw with a vulnerability I hated. "I'm pregnant. With our baby. Are you really going to throw that away for her?" The words hung in the air, a desperate plea and a manipulative gamble, hoping to pull him back from the brink, even if it meant sacrificing the last shred of my dignity.

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8.8

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8.8

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8.5

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8.5

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Action Romance Werewolf

8.7

Heartbreak And Wars

8.7

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Action Modern Romance

8.3

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8.3

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Action Mystery Romance

9.4

The Alpha's Abandoned Mate Is The True Luna

9.4

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Action Romance Werewolf

The Fiancé Who Chose Another

Chapter 3

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