The air is thick with tension as you stood in front of Nicholas, the soft glow of the room casting shadows on his troubled face. He looks up, eyes pleading, but the hurt in yours tells him everything he fears. In your hand, you hold the engagement ring, its gold glimmering coldly in the light. It once symbolized promises, dreams of a future together, but now it feels heavy with betrayal.

You had trouble mustering up anything that symbolized a word, your throat felt like it was closing. It was as if your air supply was slowly being cut off. Nicholas shifts, his expression a mix of regret and desperation, knowing he’s crossed a line he can’t uncross. “Victoria was a mistake,” he murmurs, his voice barely above a whisper. “I thought I could handle everything.”

You shake your head, the sting of his betrayal cutting deeper than you expected. The engagement ring, previously representing pure genuine love now served as a reminder. The diamond glittered mockingly, haunting you with the life that would no longer be yours.

“Please,” he speaks up, voice cracking in the process, “I’ll do anything to fix this. I love you.” The words hang in the air, heavy with the weight of what once was.