Remorse Cannot Win My Forgiveness

On my wedding day, my fiancé and family locked me inside a scorching wedding car to stage a fake wedding for another woman. My ceremony was stolen, my belongings seized, and I was viciously smeared online. I exposed all their lies and fled to the Alaskan wilderness for a new career. They traveled far to atone for their sins, yet belated remorse cannot heal old wounds. I refuse to return and embrace my brand‑new life beneath the aurora.