followed me?!” he snaps, tossing the pictures back onto the table.
“No, I hired someone, but that’s beside the point! You’re cheating on me!” I yell at him.
“Arianna, it’s not what you think. I’m just getting other women out of my system before we tie the knot. Once we’re married, it’s just going to be you, baby, I swear,” he cajoles, reaching across the table for my hand.
I snatch it away and stare at him in disbelief. “You really think that I’m still going to marry you after this?!”
Hurt flashes in his eyes. “Ari, come on. I promise, this will end once we’re married. I will be completely faithful to you.”
“Do you think I’m actually stupid enough to believe that?” I ask incredulously. “How long have you been doing this?”
Kyle shrugs sheepishly. “Since we got engaged,” he admits.
My mouth drops open. “Are you fucking kidding me?!”
“Like I said, I just wanted to be with a few more women before we got married, and then I was going to stop.”
“Did you ever think for one minute what would happen if I found out?”
“Well, I sure as hell didn’t expect you to hire someone to follow me,” he scoffs. Does he not understand the seriousness of this situation?
“Kyle! You have been cheating on me for almost a year! We were supposed to get married in a couple of weeks! Don’t you understand how badly you’ve hurt me?!” I scream at him, losing what little patience I had left.
“I’m sorry, Arianna,” he says, but it really doesn’t do anything for me. I’m not even sure if he means that he’s sorry that he cheated or that he’s sorry he got caught.
"Did you at least use a condom? Or am I going to find out that I have an STD?" I grit out.
"Of course I did. I'm a doctor for Christ's sake," he scoffs incredulously.
"Oh, how fucking nice of you! I'm glad your brain is useful for something!"
Kyle gives me a bored look. I really don't think he understands that what he did was wrong.
“This is over Kyle,” I say softly. “I can’t be with someone who’s been sleeping with other women while he’s engaged to me."
Kyle jumps up and comes around the table to kneel on one knee next to me. “Baby, no! Don’t do this. I won’t be with anyone else from this moment on, I promise. Just don’t leave me. I love you, I want to marry you,” he pleads.
I give him a hard look. “If you actually loved me, you never would have cheated on me in the first place.”
“Arianna, I didn’t do it because I don’t love you. I did it so that I won't cheat on you after we get married. I did this for you,” he says, trying to be convincing but completely falling short.
I laugh, but it’s a bitter, humorless laugh. “That’s the most absurd thing I’ve ever heard! I’m done listening to you because you’re talking out of your ass. I’m going to pack up all of my stuff and be out of here by tonight.”
“Where are you going to go? You gave up your apartment six months ago,” he says.
“It's none of your goddamn business where I’m going to go! Anywhere but here will work just fine for me,” I sneer and shove out of my chair, making him have to stand back up. "I can't even fucking be near you right now."
“Arianna, please, I’m begging you,” he whispers and takes my hand. “Just give me one more chance. I swear I can change. I love you.”
My heart is breaking and I would love to give him one more chance. But I know the drill. I’m not stupid. Once a cheater, always a cheater. I snatch my hand out of his and let my anger take over.
“Go fuck yourself, Kyle. I can’t trust you anymore. So, no, I won’t give you another chance. We are done. The wedding is off and I’m leaving.”
~ Duke ~
The bell on the door chimes as I walk into the shop. It’s been about a week and a half since revealing to Arianna that Kyle was cheating on her and I can’t seem to stop thinking about her. I want to know how she’s doing. And I desperately