Sapphire
You’ve gotta be kidding me.
That was I thought as I stared at the woman on the platform. I refused to cry. I could not. That would make me weak. I stayed silent and calmer than I should be. Silence filled the hall when she walked in. It was because nobody really knew the British architect… the obsessed British woman. Well, some gasped… thinking that she might be linked to my fiancé or just because they thought the woman was just one of those crazy females who were obsessed with my fiancé.
Shame on her.
She looked so pitiful.
Sky was up from his seat in an instant, staring at his crazy ex-girlfriend, jaw clenched and teeth grinding. I never looked away when the crowd’s attention was on us. From the corner of my eye
