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“Also bullshit, now tell me.” His voice was a little louder now. She wondered if it could be heard outside the room they were in.

“Luke, stop already. I want to get back to the reception. So should you.” Her voice rose and her stomach clenched.

“Not until you tell me!” He slammed a fist on the table with a thud.

Abbey’s stomach churned as she thought about that night. The sight of Luke and that skanky groupie naked was permanently burned into her brain. The disappointment, betrayal, and anger seared her soul and her heart.

“No,” she shouted back. Fuck Luke and what he wanted. What about what she wanted? She had wanted to believe Luke loved her and wanted to marry her one day and have a family and all the other things they talked and dreamed about. But life didn’t always give you what you wanted.

“Tell me right the fuck the now! Say it!” Luke was shouting like Abbey had never heard him before. She didn’t care. He could throw a temper tantrum all he liked.

“I said no!”

“Do it! Say it!” He slammed his fist on the table again.

Abbey’s pulse raced and her temperature rose. Her insides shook with a rage she’d held inside for much too long. Ten fucking years.

“Fine! You want me to tell you! I will! Her breaths came out in quick pants. “You fucking broke my heart, okay? As soon as you won your first World Series Championship and your career as a pro pitcher took off, you just tossed me aside like was nothing! Nothing! I loved you so much! So fucking much and you didn’t even care! I gave you everything, my virginity, my heart and soul, and you just tossed me aside the first chance you got. And for what? Some groupie whore! There. Is that what you wanted to hear so badly? Are you happy now!”

Abbey shook, and a flood of tears she’d held in for years streamed down her face. She covered her face with her hands and allowed herself to sob for the first time since she’d walked in on him. All the pain and anger wrenched through her. She heard him get out of his chair, relieved he would finally leave her alone.

Except Luke kneeled down in front of her and turned her chair to face him directly. He put his hands on hers and pulled them away from her face. She kept her eyes closed, and the tears continued to fall.

He held her hands tightly. Abbey was annoyed she felt comforted. “No, Abbey, I’m not happy at all. Please open your eyes and look at me.”

Abbey shook her head. She just wanted to get out of there and be left alone. What a mess. She was Cassie’s maid of honor and was in some small banquet room sobbing her heart out instead of at the reception where she was supposed to be.

“Please, Abbey,” he said gently.

She slowly opened her eyes, surprised and heartbroken to find tears streaming down Luke’s cheeks. She was at a loss for words and physically drained.

“Now please just let me talk and tell you what happened.”

Abbey wanted to get up, but Luke held on to her hands.

“Please, let me have my say, and when I’m finished, if you still want to go, I won’t stop you. You have my word.”

Abbey scoffed. “I’m not sure that means much, Luke.” She hated herself for sounding like a bitch, but when it came to Luke, he had some real credibility issues.

He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. “I know it seems that way, but I’m hoping you’ll change your mind in a minute.”

“All right, then.” Abbey didn’t have it in her to fight anymore. She grabbed one of the cloth napkins nearest to her and wiped her face. Some of her makeup stained the napkin. She’d let Luke have his say and leave. They would be done once and for all. Although she should be happy to finally get closure, the thought hurt deep down to her soul.

Luke nodded sadly. “You didn’t see what you thought you saw that night.”

Abbey shook her head. She knew what she saw. Luke and that groupie slut naked after they’d had sex.

“Listen to me, Abbey. Hear me. I didn’t and would never cheat on you. I swear to you on my parents’ souls.”

She sighed, not sure what to believe. “But I saw you two, naked.”

Luke squeezed her hands firmly. “Think back. Try to remember clearly. That bitch was naked, not me. Oh, she got my shirt off, sure, but my jeans were on and zipped. She was a strong drunk. I was a little drunk, but I was fighting her off when you walked in. I kept trying to tell her I was waiting for you, that I was going to celebrate my first World Series win with you.”

Abbey startled in her chair when a knock sounded at the door. “Luke,” Rocco called out.

Luke turned to the door. “Everything’s all right, Roc.”

“Okay, just checking. Take all the time you need,” Rocco said.

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