Chapter 2
The more I thought about it, the worse it felt.
And here’s the thing–when a woman starts to suspect something,
She turns into the goddamn FBI.
tried to think back–had Liam been acting strange lately?
Any weird behavior?
But no–we’d been buried in wedding prep.
Running around nonstop.
He was by my side the whole time.
Barely even touched his phone.
No suspicious texts. No sketchy calls.
Still–that message hit me like a punch to the gut.
I couldn’t ignore it.
But I couldn’t confront him yet either.
Not without proof.
I’ve always had a little too much pride.
Can’t stand being lied to.
Can’t forgive betrayal.
If Liam had cheated on me…
That was it. I’d be done.
I needed to be smart.
So instead of calling him, I rang up his little sister, Emma.
“Hey Emma, is your brother already asleep? I tried calling him but didn’t hear back.”
She sounded confused.
“Uh… didn’t he tell you? He went out for drinks with the guys.”
My heart dropped.
Just thirty minutes ago, he texted me “Goodnight, babe. Going to sleep early for tomorrow.”
He didn’t mention drinks. Not a word.
And it’s the night before our wedding–he’s supposed to be picking me up at 6 a.m. sharp,
Why the hell would he be out partying?
I forced a laugh, trying not to sound like I was dying inside.
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Chapter 2
“Oh God, you’re right! I totally forgot. My brain’s fried with all the wedding stress!”
Emma giggled.
“Totally! You two must be exhausted. I’ll see you tomorrow! Can’t wait for the big day!”
I faked a smile through the phone.
But I knew–there might not be a big day.
After we hung up, I just sat there.
Staring at myself in the mirror.
Trying to make sense of any of it.
I’m not hard to love.
I’m smart. I have a decent job.
I come from a good family.
I’m not needy or controlling.
I’m prettier than most girls Liam’s ever even talked to.
So why?
Why would he throw away everything?
Seven years–gone, for what?
I felt like I’d waited forever for my dream dinner to arrive, and when it finally got to the table…
There was a dead cockroach on the plate.
I was angry.
I was heartbroken.
And I was sick to my stomach.
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