Memories of our time together flashed through my mind like a cruel reel of film.
When he filled the city with love billboards, he’d said, “Angela, this is just the first step in winning your heart.”
When we traveled the world, he’d said, “Angela, I’ll show you everything the world has to offer.”
When he knelt by the seaside and proposed to me, he’d said, “I love you, Angela. Please marry me.”
Now, my vision blurred with tears. Reaching up to wipe my face, I realized I had already started crying.
A message popped up on my phone.
It was from a client recommended by a senior colleague, asking if I could go to Dubai to handle their asset planning. If this had been before, I would’ve turned them down without a second thought.
But now...
The voices in the office stopped. A deathly silence fell. I didn’t know whether to leave or stay when a flustered woman stepped out of the office.
It was Brian’s secretary.
“Miss Duncan, what a surprise. When did you get here?” she asked nervously.
I forced a smile and lifted the thermos in my hand. “Just now. I came to bring Brian some soup.”