After 52 Broken Promises , I Finally Let Go Chapter 1 That day marked the 52nd wedding ceremony between Damien Thornwell and me . This time , I invited no one - only our families gathered to witness it . Although I was suffering from a fever , I forced myself to go over the final arrangements with the wedding planner , who barely spared me a glance . In the groom's dressing room , Damien was busy massaging Astrid Monroe's leg . She was an intern who had rushed over after spraining her ankle . My parents shook their heads at the scene before them , clearly heartbroken for me . " After everything you've endured , has he ever once shown that he truly cares about you ? " Everyone knew how much this day meant to me and how badly I wanted it to be perfect . Yet , just moments before the ceremony was to begin , Damien called it off once again . I hurried to leave , but he grabbed me firmly , halting me in my tracks . He said , " Astrid's leg isn't improving . I need to take her to the hospital . " Looks like today's ceremony will have to be called off again . Next time , I promise I won't back out at the last minute . " Without waiting for my reply , he stepped back and helped Astrid into the front seat of his car . After five years together , this was the 52nd time Damien had called off our wedding because of Astrid . The old me would have caused a scene , desperate to understand why he kept walking away every time . But now , I simply stood to the side , a smile on my face . " It's okay . Astrid's injury can't be ignored , " I said . Damien paused , surprised by how quickly I agreed . " It's good that you understand . I'll bring you that strawberry cake you love tonight , " he said . " Okay , " I replied . But as soon as he rolled up the window and drove away , the smile I'd been holding on to vanished completely . He had forgotten that I hated strawberries and had never cared for cake . The person who loved strawberry cake simply wasn't me . Once , he bought me a strawberry cake to lift my spirits . Not wanting to hurt his feelings , I forced myself to take a bite , even though it made me feel sick . It wasn't until later that I finally confessed how much I truly disliked strawberries and cake . When Damien heard this , he quickly pulled out his phone and jotted it down, promising he would never forget . But less than a year later , that promise was nothing but a distant memory . The scorching sun beat down on me , making my skin burn , but my heart remained frozen . A bitter laugh escaped me . After announcing the wedding's cancellation , I ripped apart the wedding dress I had worn 52 times . It was time to finally let go of the love I had held onto for five years. Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!