Selene held the cup of coffee in her her hands, as the liquid inside shook as it mirrored the subtle tremor running through her body. She set the cup down with a soft clink and let out a long, tired sigh.
She still couldn't believe what had just happened between she and Frank. How had she gone from forcing herself not to think about Nikolas to suddenly facing her ex-fiancé. The man she once believed was the love of her life? Seven years.
Seven years, only to discover on her wedding day that none of it had been real. Every smile, every whispered promise, every tender moment,fabricated.
Selene rake her frustrated long fingers,through her hair strands as she stared blankly ahead a the blank space. She had often wondered what she have done if she ever saw Frank again.
The man who had shattered her heart in the most humiliating way possible.
