The cardboard boxes Phoebe had left behind still sat in that corner.
The wedding invitation he'd shredded before rushing out was still lying untouched in the trash can.
Oscar rubbed his temples in frustration. He ran through every possible place Phoebe could go to but to no avail.
Phoebe was not a local here.
Her life revolved entirely around him—his place, her dance practice, nothing else. No close friends. No trusted coworkers.
He had firmly believed that she would never leave him, not until he chose to end things first.
Jaden Devlin, Oscar's best friend, called him out of the blue. "Wow, Oscar. Were you gonna keep a whole wedding secret from everyone? If my girlfriend hadn't seen Phoebe's i********: post, we'd all still be in the dark. But seriously—I thought you only had eyes for
