you were friends with me. I was so dumb.â
Nicola shook her head. âDonât say you were dumb, because you werenât. You arenât. And youâre the nicest person I know. You always were. I donât know how I would have got through school without you as a friend.â
âWell, that aside ⦠why do you feel stupid now?â
Nicola shrugged. âGreg proposed, and I was â¦â
She couldnât really explain how it had felt to finally find someone who believed in marriage after the years of dating commitment-phobes. âAnyway, Greg proposed. He was working on a major project that meant he had to keep travelling to London. He said that the project was coming to an end and when it did heâd be able to settle down. No more travelling between Sydney and London.â
âAnd you loved him?â
âYes, I thought I did. Because of that, I believed everything he said.â
âBut it wasnât true?â
She shook her head. âOne morning he was in the shower and his phone rang. Heâd left it in his jacket pocket. Normally, I wouldnât have considered answering it, but heâd said he was expecting an important call about the project and didnât want to miss it.â
âI donât like where this is going.â
âYouâve guessed, havenât you?â
âIt was another woman on the phone?â
âYes.â
âHis wife?â
âFiancée. His London fiancée. It was true that he was going to settle down once the project was finished, only he was going to settle over there. His London fiancée was the one he was planning to marry. I canât believe I didnât realise. I mean, I thought it was odd that he had never been to many of the Sydney restaurants that we ate at together, but I put it down to him having different tastes in food.â
âBut really it was because he didnât live there at all?â
âExactly. I should have asked about the project, but I didnât, and all I knew was that it was in the software industry.â She sighed. âI knew he was English, of course. His accent was one of the things that I first found attractive about him, but I thought heâd moved over here years ago, and he never said anything to make me believe otherwise.â
âOh, Nicki, Iâm so sorry.â
âItâs been years since anybody called me Nicki.â An image of Blair Morrisseyâs face flashed into her head, but she wiped it away. He didnât count. âSo, there you have it. Thatâs what happened with Greg, and why I felt like such an idiot.â Sheâd become so used to being teased at school about anything she said and everything she did, sheâd learned that it was safer not to open up, not to expose herself to ridicule. Shrugging, she said, âBut youâre right, I should have remembered that youâve always been on my side.â
Unlike some people sheâd met since sheâd returned to Redgum Valley. One in particular.
Chapter 4
After a hectic week of learning the new job, calling in on her parents, and worrying about Laineyâs state of mind, Nicola finally persuaded Lainey to go to the pub for a meal on Friday night while Rosie was at her grandmotherâs. She didnât like the idea of her friend sitting alone, surrounded by photographs and memories, and sinking even further into a pit of self-blame. Nicola wasnât naïve enough to think that one night out with her would fix things, but at least it would be a change of scenery, and it might give Lainey a chance to think about something other than Daniel for a few hours.
She collected Lainey in Unaâs car ârunning again now courtesy of Unaâs friendly mechanic â hoping her friend might be persuaded to have a few drinks. Not that alcohol was the answer either, but Lainey was so tense, so ⦠brittle. Nicola couldnât help thinking that