Divorce Him Before We Even Marry - Chapter 12: Chapter 12
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Sarah's words at the hotel gutted me.
I locked myself away for three days, drowning in regret. I'd messed up—letting my heart stray while waiting for her to grow up. Linda's kindness, Lily's charm… I'd gotten careless. Done things I couldn't take back.
By the time I raced to the hotel, she was gone. Vanished.
Her teacher finally told me she'd left for the Northwest. My world shattered.
That night, drunk and broken, Linda slipped into my room.
When she later found my transfer papers, she blew everything up. Lost her job. Her family forced my hand.
I married her.
My friends drifted away. Letters to Sarah went unanswered—like I'd been erased from her world.
Linda became a jailer, paranoid, controlling. My parents never stopped comparing her to Sarah.
Every transfer opportunity? Sabotaged. "You just want to find her!" she'd scream.
I'd laugh bitterly. Sarah wouldn't even spare me a glance now.
Years passed. My son begged me to leave her. My career stalled. Linda's taunts grew sharper: "You're worthless."
We only had Lily. And Lily married a monster—a gambler, a cheat, a brute. When she finally tried to leave, Linda refused. "Divorce is shameful!"
Lily blamed me. "If you'd been stronger, I wouldn't be trapped."
Then one day, she was gone.
Suicide.
Left us with a six-year-old.
In my weakest moments, I'd see flashes of Sarah—bright, hopeful, loving.
What if I'd never gotten tangled with Linda? What if I'd married Sarah instead?
But when had I lost her? I couldn't even remember.
My life?
A waste.
I locked myself away for three days, drowning in regret. I'd messed up—letting my heart stray while waiting for her to grow up. Linda's kindness, Lily's charm… I'd gotten careless. Done things I couldn't take back.
By the time I raced to the hotel, she was gone. Vanished.
Her teacher finally told me she'd left for the Northwest. My world shattered.
That night, drunk and broken, Linda slipped into my room.
When she later found my transfer papers, she blew everything up. Lost her job. Her family forced my hand.
I married her.
My friends drifted away. Letters to Sarah went unanswered—like I'd been erased from her world.
Linda became a jailer, paranoid, controlling. My parents never stopped comparing her to Sarah.
Every transfer opportunity? Sabotaged. "You just want to find her!" she'd scream.
I'd laugh bitterly. Sarah wouldn't even spare me a glance now.
Years passed. My son begged me to leave her. My career stalled. Linda's taunts grew sharper: "You're worthless."
We only had Lily. And Lily married a monster—a gambler, a cheat, a brute. When she finally tried to leave, Linda refused. "Divorce is shameful!"
Lily blamed me. "If you'd been stronger, I wouldn't be trapped."
Then one day, she was gone.
Suicide.
Left us with a six-year-old.
In my weakest moments, I'd see flashes of Sarah—bright, hopeful, loving.
What if I'd never gotten tangled with Linda? What if I'd married Sarah instead?
But when had I lost her? I couldn't even remember.
My life?
A waste.
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