When His Love No Longer Mattered

Synopsis

Ever since I saw that unsent Instagram draft on River's phone, I changed completely. When he worked night shifts, I stopped waiting up. When his clothes carried unfamiliar perfume, I stopped asking questions. When he explained that running into his first love was just a coincidence, I said flatly, "I believe you." In the car accident, he instinctively shielded Clara in the passenger seat. I was in the back, my face covered in blood from the impact. At the gallery, he threw himself toward Clara without a second thought. I stood there, cut by shattered glass, no one caring. At the fire scene, he rushed in recklessly to save her. I stood outside and took off the engagement ring he'd just placed on my finger. I left a breakup note on the coffee table, flew to Africa, and disappeared into the crowd. Three months later, he tracked me down to the savannah like a madman, his eyes red. "Winona, you're the one I actually love." I looked at him and smiled. "River, I don't care anymore." Winona's POV Ever since I saw that unsent Instagram draft on River's phone, I became a completely different person. When he worked night shifts until dawn, there was no longer a light waiting for him at home. When he spent over ten hours straight in the