Nigel could not deny the fact that he missed Kayla terribly. She was occupying his thoughts almost all the time. They had not officially broken up yet and after weeks of praying and thinking, Nige had finally made a decision. Dating Kayla may not have been a good idea after all. He had to break up with her, but he didn't know how.

Maybe my trip to Snaresbrook was a good thing because as soon as I returned Nigel asked if we could go out on a date. I instantly agreed. After having dinner at an expensive Italian restaurant, we went to Nigel's house to pick something I had left at his place the last time I went there. I had left my favourite Prada purse. As I reached out to take it from Nigel, the purse fell down and its contents spilled out. Nigel picked up a few books that had caught his eyes. No, please no. I cried out silently as I saw a look of disappointment on Nigel's handsome face.

"Christianity 101? A Dummy's Guide to Christianity? Kayla? What's this?" Nigel asked me.

"Nigel, I can explain", I said.

"You know, I actually didn't want to do this but you've left me with no other choice."

"Nigel! Please!" I practically begged.

"All those things I heard, they were true. You were just a fake. Kayla, it's over. All of this", Nigel said and got in his car and left.

"Nigel! No!" I said, running after the car.

Uncontrollable tears started streaming down my face. Wow, what a perfect ending to a wonderful evening, I thought sarcastically. At that moment, it started raining. I walked through the rain and found a dry spot. I stood there and flagged down a cab which took me to Nikki's place.

I knew Nigel would find out eventually, but I didn't think that he would find out so soon. I was expecting him to find out maybe on our 5th wedding anniversary, but obviously that wasn't going to happen. Nikki was right. She was right about everything. I was so stupid, foolish and gullible to believe that this stunt would work out. Now all I could hope was that Nikki's arms would be wide open for me to run into.

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