Amara’s POV

I got up from bed with tears streaming down my face, then I picked up my phone with trembling hands. I texted him, "Why? Is Mia so important that you have to miss our wedding day?!"

He casually replied, "Look, I'm busy. I will have my secretary reschedule the wedding, OK? Stop texting me again."

His reply was like a slap in my face. My heart ached as the reality of his indifference settled in. I couldn't believe he would treat me like this!"

In despair, I replied to him with a text full of raw emotion, "We are over! I'm done with you. I don't want to see your face ever again!" I hit send, my sobs growing louder, and I blocked him, feeling a mixture of heartbreak and liberation.

For five long years, I tried my hardest to be the best girl for him. I did everything to get his attention and make him like me more but never worked. I changed how I dressed and how he thought a woman should be for him. Even though I changed everything about myself, he always dumped me when Mia needed him without a second thought. Every time he left, I felt a piece of myself fade away until almost nothing was left.

Heartbroken, I grabbed my purse, and took a taxi going to the cemetery just to talk to my mom. I am so tired and have no idea what to do with my life anymore.

I stared at my mom’s grave, cried loudly as I gushed out how Adrian turned a cold shoulder to me all these years. I never revealed a bit of it cause I didn’t want her to worry about me, but this time was different. “Mom… You told me that I have to choose what’s best for me. I will choose myself this time.”

I wiped away my tears and put on my sunglasses again, “I gotta go mom…”

And when I was about to go, I froze in my feet as I saw Mia and Adrian.

Mia raised an eyebrow at me, “You… What are you doing here?”

Adrian blurted out, “Are you stalking us, Amara? I thought we'd already talk about this? I told you that I will reschedule the wedding!”

I scoffed bitterly, “Why would I follow you everywhere, Adrian? I am not such a crazy woman who would want your attention twenty-four-seven!”

Mia sneered softly and asked, “What are you doing here then? Don’t tell me this is a coincidence?!”

I bit my lower lip and adjusted my black tinted sunglasses, “I don’t have time for this. I think I have to go and leave you two alone—”

But before I could walk away, Adrian grabbed my arm tightly pulling me close to him, “You’re lying… you’re spying on us, right?”

I shoved him away and stepped back, “In your dreams…”

How dare he ask me if I was spying on them? What are they? A celebrity?!

And Mia started to cry in the corner, “Uh, my baby… I’m gonna miss my lovely sparky!” she said while staring at her deceased pet cat.

I massaged my temple and when I was about to go, my eyes widened when Mia’s bodyguards started digging on my mother’s grave.

I exclaimed angrily, “HEY! Fuck off!”

I ran towards them trying to kick away their shovels, I stood in the middle while glaring at them one by one. “ What do you think you’re doing?!”

Adrian was confused and raised a question, “Amara! Are you crazy?!”

“No, you can’t do this!” I said, trying to hold back my tears with arms out in front of a guard.

And the guard trying to explain, “We are just obeying orders—”

I threw the shovel away and shouted on top of my lungs, “STOP!”

Amara’s POV

I shouted at them angrily, my voice echoing the whole cemetery. My tears suddenly rolled down on my cheeks as I stared at my mom’s grave. I couldn’t help but feel sorry for her.

Adrian glared at me, “Amara! What the fuck is wrong with you?! Why are you causing a scene?!”

“No… you don’t understand…” I said, my voice trembling in my throat.

Adrian didn’t listen to me, he gestured to Mia's guards to continue digging. Then I stood up and tried pushing them away, “Stop! Are you guys deaf?!”

“Amara! What are you doing?!” Adrian snatched my arm and shoved me aside, he said, “Take her away…”

“I said, " No! I’m not leaving!” I glared at him and pushed him away with all my strength.

Mia stood nearby, tears streaming down on her face, “Why are you giving me hard time for no reason?!” she sobbed, putting on her naive expression again, “That grave has no name plate! What did you bother, Amara?!”

I can't even begin to tell them the truth. The events of the other day, the day my mother passed away, are still too raw. I took a deep breath while holding back my tears, trying to prevent them from falling slowly from my face.

Adrian barked orders to his guards. "Don't listen to her! Continue!"

His callous words ignited a spark of rage within me. In a single, swift motion, I lunged forward and grabbed Mia’s neck. "Tell them to stop, or I’ll put you in the grave now!"

Mia gasped for air, her eyes bulging in terror. Adrian rushed to intervene, but I held her hostage with a vice-like grip.

"Amara! Stop!" he roared.

With no other choice, he used his superior strength to pry my hands from Mia's throat. He shoved me back, his voice laced with fury. "Apologize to Mia!"

I scoffed, rising to my feet with defiance. "Why should I?"

Adrian stalked closer, his patience wearing thin. "If you don't apologize to Mia, I will stop paying for your mother's medication!"

The urge to laugh was a bitter one. What was the point of revealing the truth? He wouldn't listen; he wouldn't even believe me! Tears streamed down my face as I stood before them, a dam overflowing with grief. Even Adrian was clueless about what had gotten into me.

"Amara!" he screamed my name, glaring at me.

But I wouldn't budge. "Try me! I will never apologize to her!" I shook my head, my voice thick with emotion.

In fury, Adrian snatched his phone and dialed his secretary. "You leave me no choice, Amara," he muttered, his eyes locked on mine.

"Yes, sir?" his secretary answered.

"Joseph, I want you to cut today's medication bills for Amara's mother—"

A stunned silence followed. "Sir, there's no need to do that. Amara's mother passed away the other day, on your wedding day. I'll send you the grave's location."

The color drained from Adrian's face. Shame washed over him as his gaze met mine. His lips trembled as he said, "What did you say, Joseph?"

Mia gasped in the corner, she glanced at me without remorse, she even looked surprisingly happy.

"Sir, I've already sent you the grave's location. I'm truly sorry for your loss, Sir."

Adrian slowly lowered the phone, his face etched with shock and horror.

"Amara..." He whispered my name.

I was about to walk away but he stopped me, he said, “I didn’t know...”

I slapped his face, “Of course, you didn’t know. Mia needed you that day, right?!”

He pursed his lips, lowered his gaze, “I’m truly sorry for what happened to your mother...”

“Do you even know the reason why she died?!” My voice cracking as I stare at him in the eyes. “It was your fault! You killed her!”