Fearing abandonment, Rosephine abandoned the one she cherished most.
She never knew that letting him go would become an even greater regret.
The price she willingly paid for her own unhappiness returned six years later.
The man, now cold and changed, purchased Rosephine— purchased her wedding night.
In the end, all that remained was a broken love and a broken dream.
“Why would I ever abandon you, Rosephine?”
His voice dropped low, resonating over the fragments of what was once whole.
“I told you, didn’t I? Stay by my side and suffer.”
I don’t need your love. Just don’t abandon me again.
