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“You need to tell everyone the truth,” Kelli says as if it’s that simple.
“I know,” I say.
“Then why haven’t you?” she asks.
“My life feels like it’s all balanced on a less than firm foundation. I don’t want to lose it all again.” I admit my deepest fear.
“Kal.” Her voice is gentle. “I only say this with love. You can’t begin your relationship on the back of a lie. And honestly, if you tell him, he might help you. Give you the story.”
“Oh, God. He’s going to hit the roof.”
“That’s not the end of the world. He’ll be mad, but then he’ll get over it. Don’t let your fear lead you down a path of bad decisions. You’ve got a second chance. Do it right.”
Her words make perfect sense. I know it’s the right thing to do.
“I’ll tell Remi first. If he doesn’t want me to write it, I won’t. And then I’ll call Jules and tell her what I’ve decided.”
“Kal… I’ve known you a long time. And as talented as you are and as much as I want you to succeed in this career, I am so glad you’re choosing love.”
I laugh nervously. “Well, let’s hope love chooses me back.”
“If he has any brains, he’ll never let you out of his sight again.”
“He’s already threatened that.”
“I’m glad he loves you that much. You deserve that. I know you’re afraid, but I promise, it’s not going to be as scary as you think.”
My heart swells with love for her. She’s such a good friend.
I just hope I’m making the right decisions.
THE FUCK UP
When I hang up with Kelli, I open my laptop and start writing. It’s just an outline, but I think Remi might like the direction I want to take. I’ll show this to him and explain everything. As I write, I see how, with the right angle, the seemingly sordid chronology of events, really just paints a picture of the typical American family. Sure, they have more money, but these aren’t rich people-problems. This could be a chance to lift the veil. Show the human side of a family that only ever shows the public a perfect face.
Worst-case scenario he says no. I would lose my job, and probably never work as a journalist again. But, after my conversation with Lister, I have a plan. I’ll be okay. I love Rivers Wilde. I love Remi.
I walk to the window and look out over the square. It’s got a lot more stores than it did when I lived here. There are more cars, more people, but it still looks like the idyllic slice of suburbia that I’ve never seen anywhere else.
Bianca would thrive here. It would mean amending our custody agreement, but I could make a convincing argument.
By the time I’m done writing. I’m excited.
After we get past this evening, I’ll show him and we can plan the future we’ve always dreamed of.
37
THE TRUTH
REMI
“You have a beautiful home, Remington. Thank you for inviting us.” Gigi smiles nervously, but genuinely as they walk into the front hall of my house.
“Yes, thank you for coming back from your months long sulk just in time to host a dinner party weeks before my baby is due,” Hayes says irritably.
“I’ll try to time my life crisis better next time, Rivers.”
“This would be a good time to tell Gigi who else is here,” Hayes says, none of the lightheartedness in his companion’s tone is present in his. I’m not surprised or unprepared.
