“If your mom doesn’t accept me, our relationship is over.” “Sarah, wait…” John tried to calm her, but she was adamant. “It’s her or me,” Sarah said, glaring at me. John looked torn but finally stood up. “Let’s go, Sarah,” he said, taking her hand. They left, leaving me alone at the table. I hoped John would see the truth before it was too late. A month later, I received an invitation to the café’s opening.
John had found the money for Sarah. He wanted reconciliation, so I decided to go with a plan in mind. On the day of the opening, I dressed carefully. As I approached the café, I saw the cheerful crowd and beautiful decorations. John greeted me warmly, hopeful that everything would be fine.
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