Emerson, Frod and Stacey stared me, surprise written boldly on their faces. I could care less about them. What bothered me most was the fact that my elder brother, Alexander sat opposite me in my living room. It was rare for everyone to be together like this, and the fact that he'd flown in overnight meant they were worried sick about me.
I hated being the centre of attention. It was so uncomfortable.
“Now, Richard. What's all this talk about you and Sarah breaking up a week before the wedding?” Alex asked at last. “This is a nightmare. All of us thought you were the luckiest among us, dickhead. You're the only one of us that actually gets to marry the person you love, and all of a sudden you pull the plug like this.”
I ran a hand through my hair and looked up at the ceiling, feeling so
