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me. I feel completely insane at the moment.”
    “Uh-oh, you're not turning into a psycho man-killer, are you?” he asked as he dramatically took two steps away from her.
    “Not yet, you're safe enough for now,” she laughed, in spite of herself. “I'm too busy crying and feeling sorry for myself to muster up enough anger to kill anyone yet.”
    “Yet,” Jack teased. “It sounds ominous.”
     
    “I feel very sad and empty. My whole life and everything I've ever believed has come crashing down around me and I didn't even do anything wrong. I keep asking myself over and over again if I did anything to deserve this but I can't understand why it happened.
    It's Paul's fault, but he's not suffering. He has literally ruined my life and he's happily continuing with his life and a brand new girlfriend.”
     
    “He has a new girlfriend, already?” Jack asked incredulously.
    “Well, I assume he's upgraded her status from mistress to girlfriend by now,” Nicole said bitterly.
    “They won't last long."
    “How can you be so sure?”
    “What man in his right mind would have a serious relationship with his mistress?” Jack said emphatically. “It makes it even worse that she was sleeping with her best friend's fiance. It's a double betrayal, and Paul will always wonder if he can ever fully trust her. She'll only ever be his bit on the side.”
     
    “They deserve each other,” Liv said, suddenly joining them.
    “I wish you wouldn't sneak up on us like that,” Jack scolded his friend.
    “I can't help it if I'm light on my feet,” Liv protested, chuckling as she stole one of Jack's cigarettes. “Anyway, Nicole, you can do a lot better than that idiot you were going to marry.”
    “He's not an idiot,” Nicole found herself defending her ex-fiance.
    “Ev says he's an idiot. She never liked him,” Liv continued. “No offence or anything, Nicole, but any man who dumps a woman at the altar is a lot worse than an idiot.”
    “I wish everyone would stop saying “dumped.” It makes me feel like a bag of rubbish,” Nicole protested.
     
    “Sorry,” Liv hiccupped. “I think I might have had a teeny tiny bit too much to drink. My mouth tends to run away with me after a few whiskeys. Forget about Paul, Nicole. You'll have no problem finding another man. You're almost as gorgeous as me and I have to chase the men away.”
    She laughed hysterically at her own joke.
     
    “I don't want any other man. I only wanted Paul and he quite clearly didn't want me. I wonder if he ever wanted me.”
    Nicole finally broke down into the tears that had been threatening for most of the evening.
    “I have to get out of here,” she sniffed as she walked back into the pub, leaving Jack and Liv staring after her in bewilderment.
     
    She marched straight up to the bar man, pushing agitatedly through the packed bodies.
    "Watch it!" one woman snapped at her as Nicole knocked against her, making her spill some of her drink.
    Nicole ignored her and placed her order at the bar.
    "I'll have a double whiskey and coke please, easy on the coke," she demanded from the bar man.
    "Coming right up," he said as he winked flirtatiously at her.
    She rolled her eyes dismissively and downed the drink in a few quick gulps, coughing a little as the harshness of the whiskey hit her throat hard.
    "I’d like another please."
    "Whatever you say," and a few minutes later she'd demolished another glass.
     
    "Ahh, there it is," she said aloud to nobody in particular as the warmth of the whiskey enveloped her, helping to calm her addled mind.
    She sighed deeply, letting the worries and let-downs slowly ease away.
    "Another," she ordered shortly.
    "Are you sure?" The barman hesitated this time, noticing how pink her face had turned.
    "I'm absolutely positive, thank you. I've never been surer of anything in my life."
    "Fine." He quickly placed another whiskey in front of her.
    She took her glass and made her way back outside. She wasn't really in the mood for