Ten Years Wasted The Bride Who Never Showed

I called Jude Lyons four times from the scene of the accident.

He rejected every one. Then a text came through.

【In a meeting. Whatever it is, we'll talk tonight.】

A second later, his secretary's new post popped up on social media, captioned:

“Thanks to the boss, I got my first crab of the season. So good!”

What I noticed was the little pink fan on the table. Plugged into his charger.

I lay on the stretcher, and suddenly everything hurt.

Ten years together, and Jude had always been obsessive about order.