As he said the words, I knew that I heard my heart instantly shatter in its rib cage and uncontrollably, my hands began to tremble against my own volition. "What? What are you saying to me Spikes?" I questioned, unable to comprehensively process the words.
"What do you mean by the wedding is off?" I frowned, anger already steaming in my system. I knew that all it had to take to make me lose the remnant screw left in my head was just one wrong sentence. This had to be the most dangerous words anyone had ever coughed up at me. It had not even seemed that bad when Job had said it.
"Oh Lana, listen to me, be patient okay?" He sounded surprisingly calm and that brought my boiling level down a notch. "I'm not saying I want the wedding to be off, don't get me wrong. That's not the case. You mor
