Page 155 of Broken Destiny

Jiya was here to get back together with him.

Wasn't she?

Then why had she been calling me?

Why had she shown up at the cocktail party?

Why had she looked devastated when I walked away?

The questions hit me one after another, and I shoved them aside.

Harper had spent the night.

That was all I needed to know.

The message couldn't have been clearer.

To show me how easily she could replace me.

To humiliate me during the week of my wedding.

While I had been lying in bed the previous night thinking about her and her text message, she had been with Harper—the man who had betrayed her and cheated on her. She had discarded me and broken off our relationship because she thought I had cheated on her. Now here she was, ready to get back with Harper.

Images of the two of them came in flashes.

His hands on her.

Her lips on him.

Touching him.

Kissing him.

Their bodies moving together.

I shook my head, trying to push the images away.

Seeing her name flash across my phonehad stirred emotions Icouldn’t control. Part of me had been furious that she showed up just days before my wedding. Was she there to confuse me and torment me? Another part of me had felt… relief, and I didn’t understand why. I had felt as if she had come for me—in some twisted way—as if to confess her love or beg for forgiveness. Or maybe she had come to find someone else, just as I had told her to.

“What’s wrong?” Tatiana had asked.

I turned around and shook my head after keeping my phone on the nightstand.

“I just remembered a meeting I have tomorrow.”

“Is it important?”

“No,” I finally said. “It’s not that important.”

“Then why do you look so upset?”

Multiple reasons… none of which I could reveal to her.

“I thought it was,” I said, pulling Tatiana into my arms to end the conversation. “But nothing is more important than our wedding.”

“It better not be,” she said.

I hadn’t known Harper was Tatiana’s family lawyer. I hadn’t seen him since his wedding, and suddenly there he was again—standing in my parents’ backyard, talking to Jiya as if he still belonged in her life.