After His First Love Woke Up

His first love woke up. Right in the middle of our engagement party. Leaving a hall full of elite guests and me standing there completely humiliated, he sprinted toward the hospital without a single backward glance. He tossed out just one sentence. "Hold the fort." I held it. I held it so well that exactly one week later, I walked straight into City Hall and married his absolute worst enemy. When he blocked my path at the bottom of the municipal steps, his eyes bloodshot as he demanded to know how I could be so heartless, the man beside me let out a low, dark chuckle. "President Sinclair. You might want to get your facts straight before opening your mouth. I married Linda." I looped my arm through my new husband's, smiling like the morning breeze. "Did you honestly think you were the only person in the world waiting for a first love? What a coincidence. The exact day you destroyed our engagement, the man I waited ten years for finally came back to me." 1