I Sat Trapped In The Wedding Car For One Whole Hour Chapter 06
Half an hour later, Ethan rushed to The Maplewood House.
He remembered how after every fight, I’d come here and sit all day, then go back and apologize to
him.
What he didn’t know was that I used to let things slide only because I still loved him. I wasn’t willing,
to throw away five years over a fight.
“Hazel!” Ethan burst into the living room, throwing open every door, calling my name over and
over.
Only silence answered him.
His gaze landed on the nightstand in the master bedroom. The drawer was open. The familiar pearl
necklace was gone.
He stumbled back two steps. For the first time, he understood. This wasn’t a fight. This was me
leaving.
That necklace was the heirloom my grandmother left me. She said when I found the right person, I should keep it in the nightstand on my wedding day. It was supposed to bring us luck. A long, happy
marriage.
Ethan had laughed at me back then and called it superstitious.
His eyes landed on the corner of the drawer, and his whole body went slack.
There was a ring. The engagement ring he’d slipped onto my finger when he proposed.
He picked it up like a ghost. The initials engraved inside were still clear.
I’d worn it every day and refused to take it off. And now.
Ethan shook his head, trying to fight off the awful thoughts, but his legs gave out and he dropped to
the floor.
The silence was crushing. He felt like the only person left in the world. He’d been completely abandoned. This house, and him. I had truly left it all behind.
Then he heard a key in the lock. Ethan scrambled to his feet and rushed out, convinced it was me.
“Hazel?”
Savannah’s face immediately darkened at the door. “You’re still looking for her?”
Ethan misunderstood completely. “Did you find her? She won’t answer my calls. Her parents won’t answer either.”
“Savannah, you’re her best friend. She’ll pick up for you. Tell me where she is.’
Savannah’s lips twisted. “She never treated me like a best friend! Ethan, she’s trying to destroy us!”
Ethan stared at her, completely lost. “What are you talking about?”
Savannah’s eyes were still wet as she pulled out her phone and opened my social media.
The pinned post already had over a hundred thousand likes, and it was still climbing.
That account used to be my couple’s vlog with Ethan, plus the home decor series I’d been posting
for the last six months. I’d built up two hundred thousand followers.
But now, every old video and post had been deleted. Only one remained, posted an hour ago.
Nothing but photos and video clips. Not a single word.
It was more than enough to send the internet into a frenzy.
Ethan’s hands shook as he opened the post. It started with our deep red wedding invitation, his
name and mine. Then our wedding Portraits from the beach.
But as he scrolled, it was nothing but pictures of him and Savannah. Today, and from before.
Everything he’d sworn was harmless was now being picked apart, screenshot by screenshot.
In the comments, his and Savannah’s names were being dragged and labeled. Everyone was on my
side, calling Savannah the other woman and Ethan a complete scumbag.
Ethan stared at the comments in disbelief and started rambling. “This isn’t true. They’re all
wrong.”
He grabbed the phone and started frantically defending himself in the comments. It didn’t matter
what he said—nobody believed him. Every desperate reply only brought more hate crashing down
on him.
Savannah shook her head and whispered, “It’s pointless. The reposts are higher than the likes.”
By the end, she was crying in fear. “Everyone’s calling me the other woman. My company got flooded with complaints. HR just fired me.”
“Hazel is ruthless. She left me with nothing. Ethan… what do I do?”
But Ethan acted like he didn’t hear a word. He just opened his own social media account and tried to pull Savannah into frame.
