He Chose a Copy Over Me

The day before I was supposed to fly home for my engagement party, I found out the man I’d loved for five years was keeping another woman. A woman who looked unnervingly like me. For every day and night I’d spent abroad, building our future, they had been tangled in his bed. He called it comfort. I called it the deepest betrayal. He thought I was the strong one, the one who could handle anything. He was about to find out just how strong I could be when I had nothing left to lose.