I pulled my jacket a little tighter around my collar. ‘You seem a little unhappy for someone who’s getting married in a week,’ he said. ‘It’s just been an eventful day,’ I replied. ‘I’m fine.’ Well, I wasn’t, really. My safe, secure, predictable life seemed to be slowly unravelling, and I didn’t know what was real now and what wasn’t. I hadn’t believed in ghosts until now, and it hadn’t even crossed my mind that Greg could cheat, and I still didn’t know if I believed it. I looked at Ty with curiosity. ‘You’re a man,’ I said, watching the way he walked with confidence and calmness. ‘Intelligent observation.’ ‘I mean, you’re a man, so you might be able to help me with something.’ He raised his eyebrows. ‘Is it just in a man’s nature to want to stray, to not tie themselves down with one woman?’ ‘You’re asking me if all men are cheats?’ ‘I guess so. I mean, not that they all would, but is it really possible for a man to be happy with one woman, forever?’ ‘I can only speak for myself, but yes, it is possible.
