A week had passed since the disgrace she'd faced in the cathedral where she was supposed to get married.
She had looked around for a small apartment, and when she finally found one, she decided to go back to the house to take all her belongings.
"Good day, Mrs Bryan," she greeted as she stepped foot into the house.
Mrs Bryan hissed loudly.
"I see you've come back to your senses, haven't you?" she turned to her. "And now you have decided to come back."
Jamie said nothing. She was in no mood for an argument. As far as she has made up her mind and her intentions are pure, then she owes nobody any damn explanation.
"Don't you want to know why Jake wasn't able to show up at your wedding?"
"No," Jamie replied curtly, after which she continued up the stairs.
She grabbed
