It was as if the Destroyer had wrapped his hand around Rhychard's heart and kept it from beating. He forced himself to keep breathing. It was bound to happen. He should have expected it. Renny hadn't stayed single long between her last boyfriend and Rhychard. She loved being in a relationship. Still, hearing it hurt worse than Vargas ripping his arm open in three places.
“So, I suppose breakfast after church is out." He forced a smile. “I'm happy for you. Really. Who is the lucky guy?"
She shook her head. “It doesn't matter who he is. I just can't sit with you that Saturday."
Rhychard's brows pressed together toward the top of his nose as he gave her a curious look. “You can't tell me who you're dating?"
“I won't tell you who I'm dating. It's none of your business." She grabbed her key
