Reborn
Chapter 1
Mark, my boyfriend of ten years, was the
definition of perfect… almost.
Handsome, successful, the only real flaw was
his constant need to tear me down.
If I got second place instead of first, he’d call
me “not smart enough.”
When I finally earned some money from my
writing, he’d dismiss it as “worthless drivel.”
Then, in the bridal shop, when Mark criticized
my figure, saying I didn’t look anything like a
bride in the dress, I finally snapped.
For the first time, I screamed at him, “If you
think I’m so awful, then don’t marry me!”
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In the bridal shop, the moment I stepped out of the dressing room, even strangers gasped.
The saleswoman smiled, “Jennifer, you look stunning! The dress was made for you!”
“Your fiancé is going to be blown away, honey,” she continued.
“We’ll see about that,” I replied. “He has
pretty high standards.”
After all, we’d been together for a decade,
and Mark had always been critical, never
offering a single word of praise.
But today, looking in the mirror, I saw a
slender waist, fair skin, a vision that perfectly
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complemented the gown.
Maybe Mark would finally be impressed?
Would he compliment me? Think I was
beautiful? Be speechless, like the other guys
in the shop?
Filled with hope, I nervously tugged at Mark’s
sleeve.
But my expectations were crushed in an
instant.
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