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He Chose Her Over Our Wedding — I’M Gone For Good
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00:00The night before our wedding, I caught my fiancé in our bed with his savior sister, Sylvia Glenn.
00:05She was literally wrapped in our wedding sheets, her eyes still flushed with passion.
00:13Do you even want this baby?
00:17She's just a responsibility. You're the one I love.
00:21After hearing that, I put on my wedding dress and decided to give him one last chance,
00:25but at the altar, he never showed up.
00:28His assistant told me,
00:30Sorry, Ms. Frost. The wedding is off. Mr. Cross is at the hospital because Sylvia is having a heart attack.
00:36My bouquet hit the floor. My dignity shattered. I chased his car down the highway, screaming into the phone.
00:42Damien! If you go to her today, I'm going to the clinic tomorrow. Your family will never have this child.
00:48I stood at the estate gates, still in my wedding gown. The guests were whispering, their eyes burning inside.
00:54Damien's mother, Vera, rushed over and grabbed my hand.
00:57Alara! Alara, get inside! Don't make a scene in front of everyone.
01:01The wedding is over.
01:03Nonsense! Damien is just confused. Sylvia's in critical condition. He had to go.
01:09So he can show up for her, but not for me?
01:11You're going to be a Cross. Learn to be tolerant.
01:14I'm done being Mrs. Cross.
01:16Leave today, and you are no longer a Cross.
01:19I didn't even look back.
01:21Ms. Frost, your makeup?
01:23Leave it.
01:23I grabbed my bag and walked out. Under the gray Long Island sky, I hailed a cab.
01:28Presbyterian Hospital, please.
01:30Damien's assistant, Owen, chased after me, shouting my name through the window, trying to say something.
01:34Mr. Cross is busy. Mr. Cross didn't mean it. Mr. Cross will explain everything.
01:38For ten years, I've heard it all. Sylvia was his responsibility, because her brother died saving Damien's life five years
01:45ago.
01:45I got out of the taxi, closed the door, and walked into the emergency room.
01:49I found Damien on a bench outside the operating room.
01:52He was hunched over, elbows on his knees, his hands buried deep in his hair.
01:56His suit jacket was tossed aside like trash.
01:58Alara, you're here. Look about today, I'm so-
02:01How is she?
02:02Acute heart failure. They're still trying to save her. It's not looking good.
02:05I see.
02:06Don't be like this.
02:09Simus Glenn died for me.
02:11I can't just abandon Sylvia. She has no one else in this world.
02:15I'm not being anything, Damien.
02:17I just realized that our wedding isn't as important as a little sister you've known for five years.
02:23No. You're the most important thing to me, but she's dying.
02:26The doctor never said she was dying.
02:28Just then, the ER door swung open.
02:30Family for Sylvia?
02:33I am.
02:33The patient had an episode of rapid heart rate due to emotional stress.
02:37Yes. She's stable now. We're moving her to a regular room for observation.
02:41Damien let out a long breath.
02:43See? Look how fragile she is. Why can't you just be more understanding?
02:47Sylvia was lying there, pale eyes shut.
02:49Sylvia, don't be scared. I'm here.
02:54I walked out of the hospital without looking back. The freezing wind hit my face. Only then did I realize
03:00my heart was racing.
03:03The next day, Damien didn't come home. The house we bought for our marriage was dead silent.
03:09I called a real estate agent and put the house on the market.
03:12Yes. A quick sale.
03:14That afternoon, Damien finally showed up. He looked exhausted.
03:19Allora, I'm apologizing for Sylvia. She didn't mean to ruin yesterday.
03:26Can't she apologize for herself? He fell silent for a moment.
03:30She's still very weak.
03:35Damien, let's stop talking about her. Let's talk about us.
03:38What about the wedding? What are we supposed to tell our friends and family?
03:42Let's just wait a bit. Once the drama dies down, we'll have a redo.
03:47A redo? You think a wedding is something you can just redo?
03:54Then what else can we do? It already happened, Allora. I know you're upset, but Sylvia just cheated death.
04:02Can't we just show a little more understanding?
04:06Understanding? Always with the understanding.
04:09I walked into the bedroom and pulled out my suitcase. I started packing my things.
04:13What are you doing?
04:15I'm selling the house.
04:18Damien's face darkened instantly.
04:20Allora, haven't you had enough of this little tantrum?
04:22I'm not throwing a tantrum. I've folded my clothes into the suitcase.
04:26I just don't live here anymore.
04:28You're not going anywhere! This is our home!
04:32The second you abandoned it for another woman, it stopped being a home.
04:37You are being completely irrational!
04:39Just then, his phone buzzed. He picked up and his voice shifted instantly.
04:43What's wrong? Another nightmare? Don't be scared, I'm coming right now.
04:49He ended the call, a flicker of impatience on his face.
04:54Stop acting out, Allora. Sylvia is still unstable. I have to check on her. We'll talk when I'm back.
05:00He thought I'd cave in, like I always did.
05:04If you walk out that door today, don't bother coming back.
05:09Elena, my patience has its limits.
05:12Then he left anyway.
05:14I listened to the sound of the door slamming shut.
05:16I placed the last piece of clothing into my suitcase and pulled the zipper.
05:23I moved back to my city studio. Damien didn't call. I didn't reach out either.
05:28A week later, his mother, Vera, asked to meet.
05:31In the quiet cafe, she slid a check across the table.
05:35Ten million dollars. Leave Damien.
05:37Vera, between Damien and me, it was never about the money.
05:40I know, you've been together for ten years. But, Allora, understand this. The Cross family needs a wife who is
05:47sensible.
05:48Someone who supports Damien. Not a troublemaker who creates scenes.
05:53And Sylvia, she's sensible.
05:58Sylvia is pure and kind. Her brother saved Damien's life. He should protect her. As his fiancée, you should support
06:04him, not fight him.
06:06Finally, I got it. In their eyes, my pain was just trouble.
06:10I don't want the money. And I don't want Damien anymore either.
06:14I stepped out, changed my number, and dumped every Cross family business card into the trash. The world grew quiet.
06:21I started focusing all my energy on preparing for the Milan Jewelry Design Competition three months away.
06:27It was my ultimate dream as a designer. My days were full and peaceful. Until the day an uninvited guest
06:34showed up at my studio.
06:35Aloda, I'm here to apologize about the wedding. It was my fault. I shouldn't have-
06:41Get to the point.
06:43Damien has been in a really bad place lately, drinking constantly, and I know it's all because of me.
06:49This is the card he gave me. I haven't spent a dime.
06:53Please, just don't be mad at him anymore, okay?
06:56Sylvia, do you think this is funny?
07:02I-I don't know what you mean.
07:05Every time you get sick, every emergency you have-
07:09It always happens exactly when Damien and I have a milestone.
07:13Who is it?
07:13You've timed it all perfectly, haven't you?
07:17I didn't.
07:24Take your card and get the hell out of my studio.
07:30I know you hate me, but if Damien had been the one who died five years ago instead of my
07:35brother,
07:35how would you feel? Believe it or not, I never wanted to ruin you two. I'm just so lonely.
07:41She turned and left. I swiped that card straight into the trash.
07:47Allora, what the hell did you do to Sylvia?
07:51She slit her wrists the moment she got home.
07:53If the nurse he hadn't found her in time, she'd be dead.
07:57Are you satisfied now?
07:59I didn't do anything.
08:01You're still lying.
08:02She's so kind. She brought you all her savings to make amends, and you still had to provoke her?
08:09Damien, do you trust her or me?
08:12I'm taking you to the hospital. Apologize to her.
08:16I'm not going.
08:18You don't have a choice!
08:20Damien, you've lost your mind!
08:21You're the one who's lost it!
08:23You weren't like this before.
08:25When did you become so vicious, so unreasonable?
08:29He was right. I wasn't like this before.
08:31The old me would have believed every word he said.
08:33I would have felt his pain as my own and taken all his problems on my shoulders.
08:37When did I change?
08:39Probably every time he picked her over me, he dragged me all the way downstairs.
08:44His car was parked right by the door. He flung the car door open and tried to shove me inside.
08:48I used all my strength and ripped myself free.
08:52Damien, we're over.
08:54What did you say?
08:55I said, we're over. From now on, you and Sylvia have nothing to do with me.
09:01Allura, don't you dare regret this!
09:05My only regret is pulling you out of the mud 10 years ago just for you to push me back
09:10in.
09:11I ran upstairs and locked the door. I leaned against the door, listening to him pounding on it.
09:16Then the roar of an engine. He was gone.
09:19I slid down to the floor, clutching my knees. Suddenly, a sharp searing pain shot through my lower
09:25abdomen. I looked down. Blood was trickling down my legs.
09:30Seven weeks pregnant. You're showing signs of a threatened miscarriage.
09:34Your stress levels are too high.
09:36My baby, can it be saved?
09:39We need to observe you, but we need a family member to sign the papers.
09:43Where's your husband?
09:44He's away on business.
09:46Then call someone else.
09:47I had no one else. My parents died when I was young. My grandfather raised me and he passed away
09:52five years ago. I thought I had Damien. Now I have no one. I sat on the hallway bench for
09:57a long time.
09:58Owen sent an envelope. Inside was a photo, and there was a note.
10:03Miss, Mr. Cross said he'll come find you once Ms. Glenn is stable.
10:07Then I stood up and walked back into the doctor's office.
10:11Doctor.
10:12Have you decided?
10:13I don't want the baby anymore.
10:15Then I lay down on the operating table as the anesthesia kicked in.
10:19My last thought was, Damien, we're even now.
10:23I didn't go back to the studio. I went straight to the airport and
10:27bought a one-way ticket to Milan.
10:28Before leaving, I left a note for Damien through my lawyer.
10:31The breakup agreement is on its way. I don't want the house, the car, or anything else.
10:36Just sign it.
10:37As the plane took off, watching the city shrink below, I told myself,
10:41Elyra, you are reborn.
10:43Life in Milan was harder than I imagined.
10:45No friends, no money, and a massive language barrier.
10:48I lived in the cheapest apartment and ate the simplest meals.
10:51By day, I audited classes at the Jewelry Academy. By night, I washed dishes in a small bistro.
10:57It was grueling, but my mind was at peace. I poured all my energy into my designs.
11:01I poured every ounce of my love and pain from the last decade into my sketches.
11:05Three months later, I stood on the stage of the Milan International Jewelry design competition with
11:11my masterpiece, The Caged Bird. Standing under the spotlight, surrounded by camera flashes,
11:15I finally smiled. I was no longer the Elara who lived in Damien's shadow. I was Elara, the designer.
11:23Three years later, I returned home with my own brand, Reflecting Snow, filled with A-list stars.
11:28Boss, Cross Group CEO Damien Cross is here.
11:31I took a sip of my drink and stayed silent.
11:34He's in the front row. He hasn't taken his eyes off you.
11:37Oh, he has. He's lost a lot of weight. He looks exhausted.
11:42I took another sip of my champagne. Anna, go get the finale piece ready. On it.
11:47Ladies and gentlemen, please join me in welcoming the designer of tonight's show, Elara Frost.
11:55We locked eyes for three seconds. I gave him a faint smile, then turned and walked off the stage.
12:01Backstage, Anna told me I changed out of my gown.
12:04Damien wants to see you. Tell him I'm busy. He said he'll wait as long as it takes.
12:11Then let him wait. I left the venue through the side exit and got into my car.
12:16After driving a good distance, I took one last look back. He was still there, just as Anna said.
12:22He'd lost weight. He looked older. He wasn't that sharp, confident man I remembered anymore.
12:27A jazz song started playing on the car radio. I turned it off.
12:31My brand exploded in New York overnight. Orders started pouring in like a blizzard I was buried in work.
12:37Damien tried everything to see me. He bought the cafe, right under my studio, just to sit by the window
12:42every day.
12:43He bought every single one of my designs. I ignored him completely. The more he did this, the more ridiculous
12:49it felt.
12:49Too little, too late. One day, right after a meeting, Anna walked in.
12:56Boss, a Mrs. Glenn is downstairs. She says her name is Sylvia Glenn.
13:01My pen paused for a second.
13:04Send her up.
13:05Years later, Sylvia changed. She wore heavy makeup and designer suits, her eyes now sharp and bitter.
13:12She wasn't that helpless little flower anymore.
13:15Allora, long time no see. What can I do for you? I'm here to ask you to leave New York.
13:22On what grounds?
13:25Because Damien loves you now. Everything changed the moment you came back. He's trying to kick me out. He wants
13:33to break up.
13:35Isn't that perfect? You two were never meant to be anyway.
13:40No! I'm the one who stayed by his side these last three years. I was there when he hit rock
13:46bottom.
13:47What gives you the right to just walk back in and steal him away?
13:51I looked at her like she was a joke.
13:53Sylvia, have you forgotten? He was mine to begin with.
13:57But you threw him away!
13:58No. He gave up on me first.
14:01She choked on her words, her face turning a furious shade of red.
14:04Finally, she snatched a stack of photos from her bag and slammed them onto my desk.
14:09Don't get too smug, Alana!
14:11You think he actually loves you? It's just guilt! Take a good look at these!
14:17I picked up the photos. It was a headstone. The name on it, Silas Glenn. Next to it was a
14:23much smaller grave.
14:24Only a date. The day of my surgery. Engraved below were two words. My child signed, Damien Cross.
14:32My mind went blank. The world seemed to explode. He actually, he built a monument for the baby who
14:38never had a chance to be born. Sylvia smirked, watching the color drain from my face. He told me
14:45his biggest regret in life is that child. He's only trying to get you back to make amends.
14:52Alara, you're just a tool for his guilt! They scattered across the floor.
14:58Get out! You're kicking me out! You can't win, Alara! As long as he owes my brother for saving his
15:04life,
15:05Damien can never truly leave me!
15:09You dared to hit me?
15:12That was for my unborn child. Security, throw this woman out. Now.
15:18Alara! You'll pay for this! I'll make your life a living hell!
15:23I knelt down and picked up the photos one by one. Staring at that tiny nameless grave, my tears finally
15:30broke.
15:31I fell ill. A fever that wouldn't break. Anna rushed me to the hospital.
15:38I lay in the hospital bed, drifting in and out of consciousness.
15:42It felt like I was back in that freezing operating room three years ago. The nightmares were relentless.
15:50A tiny baby kept crying in my dreams. Mommy, why didn't you want me?
15:56I woke up sobbing. The first thing I saw was Damien. He was sitting by my bed,
16:02his face covered in dark stubble. His eyes bloodshot. He was gripping my hand.
16:07Alara, you're awake. He rasped. I pulled my hand away and turned my head,
16:13refusing to look at him. He whispered behind me. I'm sorry about the baby. I'm so sorry.
16:20Back then, I thought you aborted the child because you hated me. I was too afraid to ask,
16:25too afraid to find you. I thought it would only make you hate me more. I visit the grave every
16:30year.
16:31I even gave him a name. Snowcross. My entire body froze.
16:36I've been looking for you for three years, Alara. I know I messed up. Just give me one more chance,
16:43please. I stayed silent. My back still turned to him.
16:48I'll handle Sivia. I'll cut her out completely. I swear, from now on, my world will only be you and
16:55our child. How pathetic. Our child. The one who's already gone. Damien, just leave.
17:02I won't. He stood up and tried to pull me into his arms. I dodged him. Alana.
17:08You're right. I aborted the baby because I hated you. I hated you for walking out on our wedding. I
17:15hated you for throwing away our ten years together. I hated you for choosing her over and over again.
17:21So, I gave up on your child. The color drained from his face instantly.
17:26No. No, you're not like that. You couldn't be-
17:30I am exactly like that. I watched his agony but felt nothing. There is no us anymore.
17:37The woman standing before you is Alara, the designer. Not the fool who would give up everything
17:43for you. That fool died on that operating table three years ago. She's gone. Anna walked in with
17:51my medication and froze when she saw Damien. Boss, it's time for your medicine. I nodded. I need to
17:57rest. Please, get out. He stood there, his lips trembling. Finally, he gave me one last lingering
18:04look and turned to leave. His back was hunched as if he'd aged ten years. After I was discharged,
18:12Damien stopped pestering me. I guess he finally gave up. I poured everything into my work.
18:18My brand went global, expanding into Europe. I spent most of my time abroad only passing through
18:24New York for quick trips. I only heard about Damien through the financial news. He'd liquidated
18:28almost all of Cross Group's assets. His major investments were failing. Anna shared the gossip
18:34with me once. Word is, Damien kicked Sylvia out without a penny. She's been trashing him to the press,
18:42claiming he's ungrateful and has a secret child, but no one believes her. She's hit rock bottom.
18:46I listened, feeling nothing. A year later, my solo retrospective opened at the New York Museum of Art.
18:53The opening night was packed. Every milestone piece of my career was on display. I was in the
18:59lounge prepping my speech when Anna rushed in looking pale. Boss, we have a problem. What is it?
19:05Sylvia's here. She's making a scene in the gallery claiming your breakout piece was plagiarized.
19:10She lost. Has she lost her mind? She brought original sketches that look almost identical to yours,
19:16just with minor differences. The press is swarming her. I walked out of the lounge.
19:22The gallery was in chaos. Sylvia stood in front of the coach when I was sobbing for the fire.
19:28This piece was designed by me and my brother, Simus Glenn. It was his final work.
19:33Alara was just an assistant in his studio back then. She stole his manuscript.
19:39A camera's flashed in separate. Mrs. Glenn, do you have any proof?
19:44My proof is the manuscript. It has my brother's signature on it.
19:51Sylvia. Alara! You thief! You actually showed up!
19:54You claim you and your brother designed this piece? Exactly!
19:58When? Six years ago! I smiled. Everyone, listen. The inspiration for this piece did come from
20:05someone, but it wasn't Simus Glenn. It was Damien Cross. I created this piece during my darkest moments
20:13after our breakup. It symbolizes my trapped love and my desperate craving for freedom. As for Miss Glenn's
20:20evidence, if I had to guess, Damien drew those sketches, didn't he? You're lying!
20:29We can call a handwriting expert right now. Damien has been drawing for 10 years. I could recognize
20:35his brush strokes with my eyes closed. I don't know what you're talking about!
20:39This belongs to my brother! A deep voice came from the back of the crowd. Is that so?
20:45Damien walked in. He was in a black suit, looking even thinner than before.
20:50He walked straight to Sylvia, snatched the sketches from her hand, and ripped them to shreds in front
20:55of everyone. I drew these. Not Simus Glenn. I drew them as an act of atonement for Alara.
21:02I gave them to you to pass on to her, not to use them to frame her!
21:06Damien, I… I just…
21:09You just wanted to destroy her, didn't you? Just like six years ago,
21:14when you faked a heart attack to ruin our wedding.
21:18I didn't… I really wasn't feeling well.
21:22Enough. I came here to tell you one more thing.
21:29Silas Glenn didn't die saving my life.
21:35The gallery fell into a deathly silence. Everyone was too stunned to speak. Sylvia's eyes widened,
21:41staring at Damien in disbelief.
21:43What did you say?
21:44I've been digging into that accident from five years ago. I tracked down the original
21:49officers and got the full investigation report. That truck had a brake failure. It was an attempted
21:54murder. And Silas Glenn? He was drowning in 30 million in gambling debt. He had no way out.
22:01He didn't die to save me. He just used his death to buy you a future. In his suicide note,
22:07he told you clearly, use my guilt to live a good life. He never told you to use that guilt
22:13to destroy
22:14the woman I love. Because of that guilt, I sacrificed my wedding. I sacrificed Elasa.
22:24I lost my lover. And I lost my child. I've lived my life as a total joke.
22:32Sylvia, if your brother is watching you from above, do you think he's at peace?
22:37Sylvia clutched her head and broke down in a fit of hysterical sobbing.
22:41The cameras flashed relentlessly, capturing every second of her humiliating downfall.
22:46Security stepped in and dragged her out. The farce was finally over. Damien turned slowly,
22:52his eyes sweeping across every piece of my work. Deep, raw regret filled his gaze.
22:58Alara, the truth is out now. Can I, can I make it up to you? Can we start over?
23:06I looked at him after a long, heavy silence. It's too late, Damien.
23:10With that, I turned and walked back into the lounge. I shut the door,
23:13leaving him and everything else behind me. After that day, Damien vanished. Cross Group
23:18filed for bankruptcy and liquidation. He laid off every employee, sold off every asset,
23:24and settled every debt. Then he left New York alone. No one knew where he went.
23:28My life finally returned to a state of peace. My brand went public in Paris, becoming a truly global
23:35name. Only occasionally, hearing whispers of Damien from Anna. Some said they saw him working
23:42in the fields on a ranch out west. Others saw him volunteering at a rural church in the south.
23:47It was as if he were living like a monk, punishing himself through labor. I listened,
23:52but felt nothing. Our paths had diverged for good. Five years later, I moved back to New York and bought
23:59a house with a garden. I adopted a little girl named Iris. She's precious with two tiny dimples.
24:06When she smiles, I love her dearly. We are happy. One winter afternoon, I took Iris to the park.
24:13The snow was falling heavily. Iris was building a snowman while I watched from a bench. Nearby,
24:18a man in a janitor's uniform was shoveling snow. He wore a hat and a mask, hiding his face. But
24:24his
24:24movements were slow strained. He had a limp, Iris' snowball rolled to his feet. She ran over to pick
24:30it up. The man stopped his broom, leaned down, and handed it back to her. As he looked up,
24:35his mask slipped slightly. I saw his face. It was Damien. His hair had turned gray and his face was
24:43weathered by the years. He saw me and froze. The snowball in his hand slipped and shattered on the
24:49ground. Mister, are you okay? He didn't answer. He just stared at me, his eyes overflowing with a
24:56thousand unspoken words. I stood up and walked toward them. I beckoned to Iris. Iris, come here.
25:03It's time to go home. She ran to my side and took my hand.
25:12Mommy, that mister is crying. I took one last look back. Damien stood there, rooted to the spot.
25:19Tears streamed down his face, mixing with the falling snow. I looked at Iris and didn't look back again.
25:25We walked into the wind, and snow moving further and further away. I knew the man standing in the snow
25:31would keep watching us, until we completely vanished from his sight. Just like years ago when I watched
25:37his back as he walked away without a second thought. We both stood at the crossroads of life. Once he
25:43chose his so-called responsibility, I chose myself. Now, we keep moving forward. Iris' laughter echoed along
25:50the path. The sun was just right, and the breeze was gentle.
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