When Jake suggested moving to Alaska to save money and build our future, I agreed without hesitation. I dreamed of an adventure together. But after a weekend trip with my girlfriends, I came home to find all my boxes packed — and Jake sitting on the couch with another woman.

He admitted he’d never planned to move. Instead, he wanted me gone so his new girlfriend could move into my house. Heartbroken but determined, I left for Alaska alone. My mom welcomed me with open arms, reminding me I was stronger than I realized.

I threw myself into the hard work of fishing and found peace in the rugged Alaskan landscape. Months later, I met Nate, a kind and hardworking man who treated me as an equal, not a caretaker. Coffee dates turned into love, and eventually, we built a life together.

Looking back, Jake was right about one thing: Alaska suited me. It gave me strength, freedom, and the chance to find real love — and I’ll never regret choosing myself.