Heart Toward the Sky
My fiancé, Owen Lockhart, came from old money. He kept a canary in a gilded cage, spoiling her rotten.
Just as I was about to break off the engagement with him, a barrage of comments suddenly popped up in my mind.
[What did Owen do wrong? He just wanted to get your attention.]
[Don't break up with him. All you need to do is shed a few tears, and he'll give you everything.]
I turned my head, and through the window, I saw the canary in her high-end jewelry, smiling brightly as she hooked her arm around Owen's.
He lazily lowered his eyes, yet his expression held a hint of indifference mixed with a subtle affection.
I smiled bitterly, replying to the lawyer's message: [Go on with drafting the engagement annulment agreement.]