Some love stories don't end with a ring. The best one ends with reclaiming yourself.

For as long as she can remember, thirty-two-year-old romance writer Bia Valenti has been in love with the idea of love. She writes about epic, breathless happy endings on her laptop, yet her real life is a quiet history of giving away her whole heart and settling for whatever crumbs are left behind.

Then came Poe Barrett.

He is everything she didn't know she wanted: a blue-collar elevator mechanic with a quick smirk and an endless supply of morning flirtation. When a mutual crisis blurs the lines of their morning coffee group, Bia falls hard. But to shield her heart from his obvious emotional distance, she settles for a safe compromise: just friends.

For a year, they built a secret, domestic sanctuary tucked away from the rest of the world. But behind closed doors, proximity isn't progress. As the lines between friendship and romance blur, Bia slowly lets her own writing, her boundaries, and her life fade for a man who treats her like a well-kept secret.

When an unyielding crossroad forces the illusion to shatter, Bia must choose: keep waiting to be chosen or write a completely different ending.

Because You Didn't Love Me is an empowering, raw look at the moment a woman realizes that when no one is showing up for you, you have to show up for yourself. Because sometimes, the most romantic thing you can do is stand on your own two legs, say goodbye, and choose a happily ever after entirely on your own.