LAURA
"Fiancée," I murmured, monotone, almost five minutes later.
It was like an out of body experience when Alex had taken my arm and gently led me inside to sit on the couch. It was a good thing, because a few more seconds standing and my legs would have probably given out from the magnitude of the shock.
"Oh dear," I heard the woman murmur. The one who claimed she was Alex's fiancée, that is. "Why does she look like she's seen a ghost?"
Alex didn't respond. He lowered to his haunches in front of me and took my hands in his.
"Baby, this isn't what it looks like—"
"What do you mean it's not what it looks like?" The woman cut in. "Didn't you tell her you're engaged?"
"When she leaves, I'll explain everything to you. Please," Alex continued, ignoring her. My vision wa
