I decided to escape the marriage and continue my aid work in Alsatan, and it would take about two years to see my mother again.
Arriving at the sanatorium, I felt emotional.
It was because my mother, like Neil, blamed me for killing my father.
I sneaked out of the room, and the familiar laughter from inside hurt my heart, which should have been calm a long time ago.
"Barry, I hope you can take care of Neil now. You don't let her down!"
"Don't worry. Neil is my life, and I will never let her down forever!"
He made the same oath, but the person he was loyal to was no longer me.
I couldn't help but look towards the ward. My mother put Barry and Neil's hands together as if entrusting her beloved one to him.
"I can't go to your wedding. I wish you a long and happy marriage.
"If Mia dares to disrupt your wedding, I will die in public!"
I staggered away amid their hearty laughter.
After my father died, I had no home.
The day before the wedding, Barry came with a bouquet of roses and asked me why I didn't go home.
I took an allergy pill and asked him coldly, "Don't you refuse to be romantic like the youngsters?"
He was stunned for a moment and touched my head.
"We're getting married tomorrow, so it's necessary to be romantic!"
But unluckily, the one he liked was not me.
His sudden smile was not because of me.
It seemed that he was very happy to have me be the bridesmaid to bless them.
In just two years, he forgot that I was allergic to roses.
The next day, I took a walk around the wedding venue.
The huge poster made the traces of head replacement in the wedding photo more obvious.
I tore off the fake one, revealing his and Neil's beautiful wedding photo.
I threw the fake wedding photo into the trash can and headed straight to the airport.
As the flight attendant reminded me to turn off my phone, Barry and my mother called me non-stop.
