Arthur
Pearl knocked on my door and told me that Charles wanted to see me.
I made my way to his office, ready for him to throw a punch the moment I walked in.
I couldn’t blame him. I slept with his fiancé.
Even though she was the woman I loved first.
I opened the door and saw him sitting at his desk.
“Please come in.” He gestured to the seats in front of him.
I sat down and looked at Charles who was writing something down.
In all of my rage since I had arrived I hadn’t really taken my time to look at him.
He looked good.
His auburn hair was neat as always, slicked back and shiny. His thin mustache was well trimmed and he dressed in clean pressed clothes that outlined his muscles.
If Celeste had not confessed her love for me last night, I could have been convinced that she truly
