Chapter 8
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The moment I stepped off the plane, the cold
kissed my cheeks like an old friend I’d missed
all my life. The silence, the snow, the soft
beauty of it all–it was far too different from
the noisy chaos I left behind. But nothing hit
me harder than the sight of my father
standing by the arrival gate, his eyes
glistening with emotion, arms slightly open
like he wasn’t sure if I’d want the embrace.
I dropped my suitcase and walked into his
arms without hesitation.
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“I’m sorry,” I whispered as my arms tightened
around him. “I should’ve never left. I chose
love over you, over everything, and it
destroyed me.”
He hugged me tighter, his voice cracking. “It
doesn’t matter now, Trina. What matters is-
you’re home.”
Home. Yes, I am. Finally.
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We sat in the backseat of his car as the snow
fell around us like feathers. My father reached
for my hand and smiled. “I’ve been waiting for
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this moment. You’re the rightful owner of the
company, Trina. I wanted to give it to you long
ago–but now, it’s truly yours.”
I blinked. “Wait… what do you mean?”
He sighed deeply, his hand trembling slightly as he pulled a bottle of pills from his coat pocket. “Because I’m sick. Stage three pancreatic cancer. I’ve kept it from everyone, especially from the board members because they would challenge my position, but now
that you’re here, there is nothing to hide
now…”
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“What?” My voice came out small, strangled.
“Why not tell me? Why only now?”
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“I didn’t want you to worry. Not after
everything you went through. You’ve suffered
enough. And I wasn’t sure if you would still
want to talk to me considering I told you a lot
of hurtful things.”
Tears slid down my cheeks before I could
stop them. “Stil, Dad. And it was never your
fault! It is my fault for disobeying you.” I whispered. “You should’ve told me before. I—I
would’ve come back sooner.”
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“I know,” he said softly, brushing a tear from
my cheek like he used to when I was a little
girl. “But I wanted to wait until you were ready
to see me. And now, you are. Look at you. You
came back on your own terms. Stronger.”
“I’ll take care of everything,” I said with
determination in my voice. “The company.
You. Everything. You don’t have to do this
alone anymore.”
He nodded and smiled weakly. “Thank you.
But before that… I want you to live a little. Breathe. See what you’ve been missing.”
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And so, I did.
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For the first time in years, I allowed myself to
slow down. I explored the streets of Helsinki,
tasted strange candies in the markets, drank
hot chocolate while watching the snow fall
silently over rooftops. I even visited Lapland
and took a husky sled ride, laughing like I
hadn’t in years.
And then one evening, while walking along a quiet street adorned with fairy lights, I passed
a quaint wedding boutique.
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Something inside me paused.
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I walked in. The clerk greeted me with a warm
smile. “Looking for a dress?”
“No,” I said instinctively. “Just looking.”
But my feet carried me deeper into the store
until I found myself running my hands along a
simple ivory gown–satin, sleeveless, and
timeless.
Would I have worn this had I known the truth
about Jackson? Probably not.
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But this time–this wasn’t about him.
This was for me.
I tried it on. The woman zipped it up gently,
gasping. “It looks like it was made for you.”
I stared at the mirror and didn’t recognize the
woman in front of me. Her eyes were
stronger. Her back straighter. She looked like
a bride–but not a bride waiting for someone.
A bride who chose herself.
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But once upon a time, I had worn a wedding
dress with a heart full of hope and a man
beside me I thought would never leave. I still
remember the way Jackson looked at me
that day, as if I were the center of his
universe. He whispered promises that
echoed like poetry-“I’ll protect you. I’ll build
a life for you. You’ll never feel alone again.”
I believed him. God, I believed every word. I
thought I had stepped into a fairytale. We
laughed, danced, kissed under fairy lights like
the world belonged to us.
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But the fairytale slowly bled into a nightmare.
The promises faded. His love became
conditional, cruel. I became a servant in my
own home, unloved, unseen.
Now, as I stared at my reflection, I saw a woman no longer defined by broken vows.
This wedding dress wasn’t for anyone else.
This one… was for me.
I stepped outside with the dress still on,
laughing as the snow fell gently over my veil.
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People stared. A few even clapped. One man
shouted, “Congratulations!”
And in that moment, I didn’t correct them. I
was marrying myself to freedom.
Later, I found a charming old photography
studio and decided to document the day. “I
want a wedding shoot,” I said to the man
behind the camera.
“Just you?” he asked.
I smiled. “Yes. Just me.”
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We had just begun the shoot when the
photographer looked up from his camera.
“You’re not going to believe this,” he said. “I
actually have another solo wedding shoot
scheduled right now. Would you mind
sharing the frame for a few shots? It could be
fun.”
I tilted my head. “A joint solo wedding
shoot?”
He laughed. “Happens more often than you
think.”
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I agreed, slightly amused, smoothing down
the fabric of the gown as I waited. The door
behind me opened, and I turned casually.
And then I froze.
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The man who walked in was wearing a navy
blue suit, tailored perfectly, the kind you wear
when you know your worth. He looked up,
and his brown eyes widened in surprise.
My heart stopped.
“Mateo?”
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My childhood friend–and love!
He blinked. “Trina?”
