On our wedding day, he left me alone at the venue and disappeared.
Four months pregnant, I called him again and again.
At first, he simply didn’t answer. Later, his phone was turned off completely.
Whispers began to rise around me.
“This is the first time I’ve ever seen a groom run away from his own wedding.”
“Shotgun marriages never involve decent people. No wonder he doesn’t want her.”
I stood in the wind, at a complete loss, trying over and over to reassure the guests as they left one after another.
All day long, I waited like a fool on that street corner. Even after everyone had gone, he still never appeared.
An auntie nearby muttered without thinking, “Jiang Shen looks like your father’s ex-wife’s son. Don’t tell me he came to get revenge on you.”
On the way back, those words kept echoing through my mind.
Lost and dazed, my car collided with a truck. My four-month-old child and I were buried beneath the wreckage.
