Ballroom to Bride and Groom. Kate Hardy

that was my job.’

      Liam whistled. The guy had called it off, but he’d still made Polly pick up all the pieces? ‘What a selfish …’ The curse slipped out before he could stop it.

      ‘It’s not like that. Harry’s a creative.’

      ‘He’s a what?’ This was like no excuse Liam had ever heard before.

      ‘He produces TV programmes. He’s great at putting things together and seeing where the real story is behind things, but he’s really not very good at organising things outside a TV studio. So if I sort it out, at least I know it’s done and nothing’s been forgotten.’ She shrugged. ‘Anyway, I was the one who organised the wedding, so I had all the contacts. It was much easier for me to be the one to cancel things.’

      She was underplaying it, Liam knew. Because Harry had left her to make all the explanations as well as cancel all the arrangements.

      ‘It’s still unfair that he left it to you to sort everything out. And to tell everyone.’

      ‘If I’d left it to him, Liam, he wouldn’t have done it. Someone else would’ve had to do it,’ she said quietly.

      The penny dropped: Harry would’ve talked his new girl into sorting things out for him. Cancelling the wedding to her predecessor. Liam winced. ‘Oh, Pol.’

      ‘No pity. You promised,’ she reminded him.

      ‘No. But I don’t get why he’d do that to you.’

      She sighed. ‘He couldn’t help falling in love with someone else. He hated himself for breaking up with me. But he couldn’t live a lie. We would both have ended up being miserable.’

      ‘Are you telling me you’re still friends?’ Liam couldn’t keep the note of disbelief from his voice.

      ‘Not right now, no. But one day, we will be. We were friends before we got engaged. Good friends. We liked each other.’ She swallowed hard. ‘I thought that would make the difference and would mean that our marriage would last, because we had more than just some kind of fleeting passion. Except …’ She shrugged. ‘That wasn’t what he wanted in the end. He wanted the kaboom.’

      He didn’t have a clue what she was talking about. ‘What’s the kaboom?’

      ‘Harry says it’s like fireworks going off in your head when you meet the right one.’

      ‘Hmm.’ Liam couldn’t remember now if he’d had fireworks in his head with Bianca. Everything that came afterwards had kind of wiped that out. ‘So is that why you’re not working on Monday Mash-up any more?’

      She nodded. ‘I resigned. I couldn’t face it.’

      ‘Seeing him every day, you mean?’

      ‘No.’ She coughed. ‘Seeing the producer’s new assistant.’