JONATHAN POV
I didn't want to go to Rylee's engagement party. The thought of attending, especially after everything that had happened, was almost unbearable. But Rosie, with her insistence and that gentle, pleading look, made it impossible for me to refuse. Despite my reservations, I found myself trapped in a situation I wished I could avoid.
Rosie had always been a source of warmth and affection. She showered me with attention, which I had come to appreciate, even as my feelings for Rylee remained steadfast. But that one night of overindulgence in alcohol changed everything.
Rosie, with her enticing presence and unwavering availability, became a temptation I couldn’t resist. Rylee, on the other hand, had chosen to wait until after our wedding. The dichotomy was stark: Rosie was there,
