Argh. Stop.
I'm not going down that road again.
I grab my phone, needing a distraction, and see a text and six missed calls from Camilla from an hour ago that I missed.
Camilla
UM SORRY, HAVE YOU SEEN THIS?
www.stargazermag.com/horizon-exec-caught-molly-marlowe-model
Answer your phone
Hello!!!
I'm going to rip his fucking balls off if this is true.
This fucking guy is about to meet Satan in the flesh.
Call me please. I need to know you’re okay xxx
I click the link without thinking and my stomach sinks to the floor.
Photos of Wes at Catch LA, one of those trendy Melrose restaurants where celebrities go to be when they don't want to be seen.
He's laughing with a woman who's definitely not me—a brunette in a tight dress, all manicured perfection and calculated charm. Molly Marlowe, one of Hollywood's up-and-coming actresses.
She's leaning into him, hand resting possessively on his forearm, her body angled toward his in a way that speaks of practiced intimacy. The body language isn't just familiar—it's territorial. Comfortable. Like they've done this a hundred times before.
My hands start shaking.
I keep scrolling as more images appear.
Them leaving the restaurant, his hand on the small of her back.
Getting into a car that's definitely not his Mercedes—something sleeker, more discreet.
Because nothing says "innocent business dinner" like switching to a burner vehicle.
Him kissing her.
Not a peck. Not friendly.
Full, open-mouthed, hands-in-her-hair kissing that makes the photographer's intentions crystal clear.
Well. That's unambiguous.
I stare at the screen, waiting for the emotional impact to hit. Waiting for heartbreak or betrayal or rage or something that matches the magnitude of what I'm seeing.
Instead, what comes is vindication.
And isn't that telling?
Shouldn't I be crying right now? Throwing things? Eating ice cream directly from the container while watching rom-coms and cursing all men?
Instead I'm just sitting here thinking, "Huh. Impeccable timing universe.”
Which is either very emotionally mature or deeply concerning. Hard to say.
