Sources tell us that an email was sent out this morning to the wedding guests that the wedding between the glamorous couple has been called off.
Speculation is rife that Mr. Ferrara is the one who ended the union, as the notification to guests came from his personal email. All this only nineteen days before the wedding was due to take place.
Devastated Ariana will no doubt be wiping her tears, almost snagging the world’s most eligible billionaire…so close.
No information has been disclosed yet as to why the union ended.
Watch this space.
“What the fuck?” I whisper.
“I know.”
“Do you think he’s told her about the kids?”
My eyes widen in horror at the thought.
“He did call you the other night and was being weird.”
“What….You don’t think she left him because of the kids…do you?”
“Maybe.”
“If she loved him, she wouldn’t care. I mean, it was years before he met her.” I chew my thumbnail as I think out loud. “Surely not.”
“Maybe she gave him an ultimatum. Them or me.”
“No, she wouldn’t,” I scoff.
“What makes you so sure?”
“Because I’m sure she idolizes him.”
“How do you know?”
“Because all women idolize him,” I snap impatiently. “My next appointment is here, I have to go.”
“I’ll call around this afternoon,” Deb says.
“Okay.”
“So you haven’t heard from him at all?” Deb asks.
“Nope.” I stare out over the lake; the sun is just setting and we are in my favorite place, my jetty.
“You have to admit this is weird, he finds out about the kids, calls you and then his engagement ends all within a week.”
I shrug. “Maybe there was someone else?” I look over to Deb. “Surely he isn’t still a womanizer after all these years?”
“Maybe she cheated?” Deb frowns.
“No way.”
“Why are you so sure?”
“Trust me, if Gabriel were in love with you, you wouldn’t want for anything else.”
“I hope she slept with his brother.” Deb smirks. “Maybe gangbanged both of his brothers and his hot driver and he walked in on them.”