Siobhan felt a great deal like a deflated balloon. Less than forty-eight hours before, she'd been happily planning to spend the rest of her life with the man who now stood before her and now... well, now she wasn't sure what she was going to do in the next moment, let alone for the rest of her life. Siobhan wasn't sure she could breathe any longer, her stomach churned like a raging ocean beneath a hurricane and the tsunamis that formed within her threatened to overtake her and bring her beneath the surface until breathing no longer mattered.
Idly, Siobhan spun her engagement ring on her finger, wondering if she should return it or if she should keep it where it lay and beg him to forgive her for questioning him. Beg him not to let their lives fall away from each other the way that they seemed to be now.