Nicola’s P.O.V
Samuel and I had been in California for a week now. I was missing Scotland like crazy, but I was doing OK cause I was here with him. He had been busy with work, meetings, trying to get the divorce sorted. I had not seen him as much as I liked but I understood. He was working all day today. I decided to go out for the day, go shopping and enjoy this beautiful weather. I grabbed my things, heading out of the apartment.
“Nicola?” I heard a voice from behind me, one I never knew.
Who the hell was that? I turned around to be met with some blonde standing there. It took me a moment to realise who it was. Abby! I recognize her from the photos that Samuel deleted.
“Can I help you?” I asked, trying my best not to slap her.
“We need to talk,” she said firmly.
“We do? What
