Left at the Altar — Episode 6

family's downtown headquarters, hoping I would see Nolan more often. He agreed and every now and then, he would slip away from his security detail and spend the night. These been left in a hurry because of family business. Yes. I'm moving today, but now I had reached the end of my patience. The landlord sighed and told me to leave the keys in the

mailbox not long after i hung up the door opened from the outside nolan and daphne laughing together daphne glanced back at him with a smile you promise that when my lease ends i can stay at your estate for a few weeks after the wedding i want the room with the bay window in the east wing and i want the curtains changed to pink i stood in the middle of the living

convinced i had heard her wrong she spoke so naturally as though she had every right to how long she would stay and how our future home would be decorated nolan did not object he smiled smiled indulgently. As long as Fiona doesn't mind. Fiona always takes care of me. Of course she won't mind. Something loosened inside my throat. What if I do mind? The room went

for two seconds. Daphne stared at me. Perhaps it was the first time I had ever truly refused her. Before she could say anything, her eyes were already turning red. Nolan's tone sharpened with reproach. What's wrong with you, Fiona? You've always given her whatever she wanted. Now you're going to make an issue out of one room?

I'm not making an issue out of it. Then what are you saying?