So that’s it, five years, an engagement, and now it’s over. The wedding was planned, right down to the red roses 🌹 that would line the aisle of the church and the cherry 🍒 chocolate favours for the guests. Red was her favourite colour after all. Rowan, had even sorted out the clashing mother-in-laws, and all of it for nothing. Ethan had left her. Out of the blue, no prior warning - just up and gone. One night he was there, curled up beside Rowan in bed, the next thing she knows she wakes up to find a note on the kitchen counter. “I’m sorry, I can’t do this. I’ve met someone else” she read in his untidy scrawl - then again doctors were known for poor handwriting.
That someone else was Rowan’s best friend, and former chief bridesmaid, Vicky ...it turned out that she and Ethan had been seeing each other behind her back for months. But that’s a story for another time. Right now, Rowan has more important things to think about, like the fact she has been more than likely scammed by her new landlord. “Petite, modern, clean and furnished to a high standard” the advert for this apartment had read. HA! Yeah right! This place is an utter dump!
Just a small pile of belongings, Ethan made sure to keep the rest, and Rowan’s like was packed up and shipped out of Willow Creek to San Myshuno - the spice district to be exact. A fresh start is what she had in mind ... but now ...now she’s not so sure.
PS. I’m British, we like to put u’s in lots of words like colours/favourite! Also I might refer to her apartment as her “flat” 😆
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