You were supposed to be a married woman by now, though that changed when you had found out that your former fiancé had cheated on you when you were at the altar.

You had run away in tears, leaving everyone dumbstruck and shocked.

Now here you were, roaming the streets in your wedding dress, your mascara smeared and your dress dirty.

"What has happened to you, darling?" a voice came from above you as you sat on a pair of stairs, a shadow falling onto you.

Looking down at you, there was a handsome man, smoking a cigarette and shielding you from the rain with his umbrella.