Bride Abandoned By CEO

Bride Abandoned By CEO

Giss Dominguez

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Sofia, had been abandoned at the altar, without any explanation. A year later, she decides to move on with her life. She gets a job in a company, as a secretary. One day she finds a hidden door in her office. Tired of these annoying noises, she enters and finds a ghost!

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Sofia waited anxiously at the altar. As much as she looked to the sides, the groom was nowhere to be seen. She was alone, her feet felt even cold, as did her hands.

She could see, and when she looked ahead, no one was coming.

"My friend, I think it's time to go," muttered Melisa, holding her by the arm.

"He has to come," she commented after waiting for more than half an hour.

"Sofi, he won't come, we have to leave," she said taking his hand and trying to get him to leave.

"I won't leave without him, he would never leave me," she commented with teary eyes.

After waiting for an hour standing with the guests crestfallen. The murmurs came and went, she finally decided to walk.

She never thought to do it alone, without anyone coming to throw rice at her, without the corresponding congratulations.

She walked, with her heart in her chest, not knowing why her beloved had not appeared.

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A year after that dramatic event, Sofia was looking for a job in a company.

Her feet were moving from one side to the other, her heart was beating in a hurry. There were many selected, about 20 girls along with her; waiting for the position of secretary to the Ceo.

Sofia could not even understand how they had taken her to such an important place.

She even felt ashamed to step on the floor, fearing to spoil the floor.

She could see herself reflected in it, she adjusted her unruly curls a little, and only looked forward.

When there were only three girls left. Sofia wanted to turn and run away.

"What am I doing here? "she thought, "Surely they have more experience. I don't even have that. I just graduated from college, and I have no experience."

"Alba," commented a bespectacled woman.

Sofia knew it was her turn. She walked awkwardly, trying not to fall.

"Excuse me," she said rather fearfully.

When she reached the huge room, her shoes echoed in the place. Swallowing saliva, she slowly approached.

The chair was upside down, only the back was visible.

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