Not the One Waiting Anymore

Synopsis

At my own engagement party to Lucas, his childhood sweetheart—fresh off the plane—pouted, "Lucas, I want ravioli." He left me at the altar in my wedding gown and walked out with her. The room buzzed with whispers. And he didn't even look back. "Everyone knows Lucas' been in love with Eva for seven years." "If Maya had any self-respect, she'd step aside." "Five years together? Means nothing next to the one who got away." I stood by the banquet hall doors in my white dress, watching the candles burn down, the guests drift away, the lights go out. I told myself—if he comes back, I'll forgive him. Then, at dawn, I saw his post. [Still you.] There she was, Eva, smiling into the camera over a bowl of ravioli. I locked my phone. My heart went cold. Then I took a breath, steadied my voice, and made the call. "Ms. Lane—I'm ready. I'll take the overseas post."