The first-class cabin was nearly full when Richard Dunham stepped on board, dragging his Italian leather carry-on behind him. He adjusted the cuff of his tailored suit and scanned the row for his seat—4B. A prime spot. He nodded in satisfaction.
Megan Langley. Daughter of the venture capitalist who practically owned the West Coast. “You’re leaving me for her?” “It’s not like that,” he lied. “This is better for both of us. You deserve someone… simpler.” He had the audacity to look sincere. Then, as if he hadn’t gutted me enough, he added, “Also, the ring….
He leaned back, a man unburdened. “It’s not you. It’s just… we’re heading in different directions. I’ve made important connections. Megan Langley and I are aligned in ways I didn’t see before.”
but to take it back. “I can’t marry you, Emily,” he said. Seven words that carved through me sharper than any scalpel I’d ever held. Our wedding was sixteen days away. “What?” I whispered.
My stomach plummeted. “What’s wrong?” I asked, forcing a smile. He didn’t answer. Instead, he reached into his coat and placed the small velvet box on the table—not to give it to me,
I didn’t even get to sit down before he broke my life in two. The café was crowded, the air thick with the scent of espresso and denial. I’d barely taken two steps toward our table when Jason looked up from his untouched cappuccino, his expression flat, rehearsed. “We need to talk.”
What about the dog? I have her at home now. Fed, content, trusting. Sleeping at my feet right now is the same German Shepherd who nearly passed away yesterday due to someone’s negligence. And what do you know? I would break the window once more. Without hesitation. These careless individuals who fail to recognize that…
The “owner” appeared a few minutes later, his face contorted with anger: — Are you insane? I’m going to call the police! Something unexpected happened when the police showed up.The first comment’s continuation He did give them a call. However, the authorities decided that I hadn’t broken the law after considering both sides and observing…
– I let her drink water. You have no business about it. Water was present, however it was in a sealed bottle. I was enraged. How can a dog drink from a bottle that is closed? I was at my breaking point. I snatched up a nearby rock and slammed it hard against the window….
Squinting from the light, I was walking through the parking lot when I felt… odd. I spotted her when I turned around. A German Shepherd. She was obviously suffering from the heat as she sat in a closed automobile. The windows were foggy, the dog was panting furiously, her tongue was hanging out, and her…