…RILEY…
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Once I stepped into the bar, I changed my mind, immediately Screw the drink. Screw him.
I changed fast into jeans and a tank top, and stormed out of the resort before I said something I couldn’t take back. There was a mall down the street, bright and loud, perfect for pretending I wasn’t one meltdown away from losing it.
He said no phones and no calls or distractions. He said tonight’s about us! Yeah, right. The second she called, he picked up.
Does he still love her? God, probably. Maybe he always will. And me? I’d been chasing this stupid, messy thing with him just to feel alive again. To prove to myself I could take what she thought she owned. To prove I could take back what was mine.
And now look at me walking around some fancy mall like a deranged mistress, seethin
