I couldn’t wait for our first wedding anniversary because I imagined a lovely evening with my husband, Ben. I had no idea that day would become a nightmare. Ben didn’t show up, so I was left alone and confused.
I felt like I was going back in time as I sat at the restaurant in the same outfit I wore to our wedding. But as the minutes went by, I went from being excited to being worried. Where was Ben?
When I called him, his phone went straight to voicemail. I started to feel scared because I thought that maybe something bad had happened to him. I quickly paid the bill and ran home, worrying about the worst that could happen.
A creepy note said, “I did this because of your grandmother.” It was on the kitchen counter when I got home. “Becca, goodbye for good.” I was shocked. What did my grandma have to do with the fact that Ben ran away?
I ran to my grandmother’s house and demanded to know what was going on. But what she told me made me stunned. Ben was forced to leave me by her threats that he would lose his fortune if he didn’t. The person I loved the most let me down.
Every hour, I tried very hard to get in touch with Ben but couldn’t find him anywhere. I was pregnant and upset when I was left alone. What if Ben didn’t want to be found? That thought kept coming back to me.
As I lay awake that night, I stared at the ceiling and thought about how my life had become so bad. Would I ever be happy again? Time would tell.
