Althea fell in to complete silence as she heard Nicholas’s words.
“I got left at the altar.”
She felt frozen and still as Nicholas sighed and looked up at the roof, not daring to look down or back at Althea.
He let go off an exasperated breath that he felt stiffened his heart.
“About seven months ago…” he began and Althea noticed, looking at her hand that Nicholas firmly grasped, as he shut his eyes tightly at once and then opened them once again.
Althea understood that it was hard task for Nicholas to do, who breathed in heavily as he continued speaking.
“I was about to marry the love of my life, Cheryl. We had been together for over a year and what I thought was true love was just experimental for her and she had ended up consuming my entire soul and with that, she decided to run a
