"That's all right. I can help myself." Alessa paused and said, softly.
Garcia could only see her slender figure walking upstairs alone.
...
Back in the room, Alessa closed the door and stood in front of the mirror.
The bright white wedding gown looked so ironic now.
She grabbed off her veil and slowly took off her wedding dress, her tears streaming down silently. Then she put on the clothes she wore at home, slumping feebly on the carpet against the wall. She could not repress a sob.
He didn't come back.
He was still in another city, with another girl.
Suddenly, the phone rang.
She opened her tearful eyes, stood up and grabbed the phone on the dressing table. Brian's name was on the screen.
There were several missed calls. She was sitting outside in the yard waiting for him when
