Prologue

SHE'D HAD A REALLY HORRID DAY AND WAS LOOKING FORWARD TO SPENDING A QUIET EVENING WITH HER BOYFRIEND AND INFORMING HIM OF WHAT SHE FOUND OUT THAT MORNING. She stroked her stomach looking forward to their future together. She didn't know what would happen with work but she was sure they would get through any problems together. They'd spent the last three months a couple and somehow been able to keep it from the team.

They'd been out for drinks with the team when several guys tried hitting on her. She'd tried throwing them off but they weren't taking no for an answer. She could see him getting more and more annoyed and ended up getting him to take her home. There was only one man she wanted in her life and soon they would be forever linked.

Apparently he didn't have similar plans as he started accusing her of cheating on him, picking up numbers from the bar and basically sleeping around behind his back. It was the same old shit just on a different night. After being together for three months if he couldn't see she was faithful he wasn't worth it. Every time they went out to a bar they always came home to this. Well she'd had enough of it. She was sick of being accused of something she'd never do. She knew firsthand the kind of pain it could inflict on someone and she'd never do that to him she loved him too much but if he couldn't see it well that was his loss. He'd never trusted her. He hadn't trusted her when she joined the team now it appeared he didn't trust her with his heart. Well enough was enough.

"You know what I've had enough of this. I've always been faithful to you and if you can't see that well that's your problem. Every time we go out I go home to the third degree and I'm sick of it. Maybe we should just end this. Just because Haley cheated on you doesn't mean everyone else is going to," she shouted in tears gathering her things and running out.

The next morning he woke up feeling lousy from the night before. She was right, she'd always been faithful. It was the woman she was and he loved her for it. He'd guessed after his marriage broke up he was too scared to trust anyone with his heart again. It had broken him to find his childhood sweetheart had cheated on him but it didn't mean every woman he loved would. He had to apologise to her. He couldn't live without her.

After calling her cell and not receiving an answer several times he rushed to her apartment only to find it empty. On the living room floor was a smashed photo frame and lying next to it a ripped photo of them in happier times. His face was blacked out and his heart broke. She'd gone and he had no idea where. She'd left him. He broke down holding the photo in his hands.