Franzy just shrugged her shoulders. She couldn't even count the number of times she almost called off the wedding. "Honestly?" more than likely "I don't know. It wouldn't have lasted... would have been a mistake. He was too nice to me."
Oh merlin. All of this was so wrong. She was kissing her ex when she was suppose to be marrying another man. An ex she convinced herself she could win back and now it was clear that he didn't want her. The look in his eyes told her that. She really had set a new low for herself.
"I---I just--- I'm sorry, Bertram. I just thought--- I-- I've got to go." And with that she apparated away.
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