A raw confessional of loving someone who was never yours to keep—
and the moment you finally stop waiting to be chosen and choose yourself instead.

What happens when hope becomes the most dangerous lie?

The Other Woman Was Me is Luma Rae Kai’s unflinching account of being “the other”—the stolen moments, the quiet guilt, the excuses, and the ache of waiting for someone who would never truly arrive. But beneath the heartbreak lies a deeper truth: the betrayal wasn’t only his. It was hers—against herself.

Through chapters like He Said “She Doesn’t Understand Me”, Every Holiday Hurt, and He Didn’t Break Me—I Broke the Pattern, this book takes readers into the hidden cost of misplaced love and the strength it takes to break free.

This isn’t his story.
It’s hers.
And it’s about the day she finally came home to herself.