“And she does deserve to be used?” someone retorted from the back. It was my aunt Rosa, who understood everything with a single glance. Many nodded in agreement.
Javier tried approaching again, but I stepped back. “I won’t marry someone who lies,” I said, “or a family that treats my future like a business deal.”
Carmen, pale and defeated, sat down clutching her chest. The judge closed his folder calmly. “I believe this ceremony is over,” he announced.
I removed my ring, placed it on the altar, and addressed the guests. “Thank you for coming. I’m sorry about this. But today, I’m not losing a husband; I’m gaining my freedom.”
I walked out of the room amid respectful glances and a few tears, feeling a peace I hadn’t known before. The following weeks were tough, but clear. I canceled joint contracts, cut off contact with Javier, and focused on my company.
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