“They look happy!” I said cheerfully.

“They were in love.” James affirmed, taking a step towards me to look at the pictures himself.

“That was his fiance,” James added as stood behind me, “I heard a lot about her.”

“Was?” I asked sadly, “Did they break up?”

James was quiet for a moment and a spun around after several seconds of silence to check if he was still there.

He stood with his head hung and his body crumpled to the floor. I could see through his strands of hair that he was crying.

“Are you okay?” My voice was filled with concern as I knelt in front of him, gently pushed his hair back and held his head up.

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