I can't believe this is happening... What reason can come from this? I cannot marry her... My bride has betrayed me. She has milked this secret for long enough... It didn't slip out, it barged into the field: A runaway horse, bucking and snorting. How could she... She was my life...My healer... Now, bruised with heart bleeding, I confront her by getting in my car and leave the venue. She doesn't need me. She has Dave. She'll be fine.