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He smirks. “Would you rather me tell you how amazing that skirt makes your ass look?” He turns me sideways so he can scope out the assets, and I actually laugh.
The sound takes us all by surprise.
“What are you doing here, Jay? Why am I dressed up, and what am I saying to the press?”
I don’t even question that I must do everything he says. Jonathan saved me last night. Just like he saved me every time I asked for his help over the last few months. He has a reputation as someone who only cares about himself, but he’s never been that way with me.
He hands me his phone, and I stare at him before looking down. When he motions for me to look, I sigh before doing as I’m told.
As I read the words attributed to Cash, I momentarily find myself hopeful. “Wait, he wrote this? He knows the truth? Is he coming?”
Jonathan doesn’t even have to reply. His pitiful look tells me everything I need to know. This is a PR stunt. Something that Jonathan forced upon him. How, I’ll never know. Cash hates Jonathan. And now he hates me.
“But why?” I ask instead.
“Don’t worry about the why. Just know that we are going to make this right, and he won’t be a problem for you again.” Jonathan squeezes my shoulders. He may think his words are reassuring, but he couldn’t be further from the truth.
I’m heartbroken.I’mstill in love. And the man I’m in love with destroyed me.
He hated me so much that he actually went out of his way to take everything I loved, everything that mattered, away from me without even bothering to have a conversation. His faith in me was that miniscule. Where I would have given him the moon, he deigned to give me dirt. My actions through the last few months apparently told him that not only was I selfish and untrustworthy, but I wasn’t even worth a conversation.
Our love wasn’t worth a conversation.
The reality is that if he had loved me the way I love him, he would never have been able to believe that I did what they accused. Even with the evidence he was presented with.
If the roles were reversed, I never would have believed it.
He destroyed me, and I still don’t believe it.
Anger replaces sadness. Humiliation for devastation. Cash isn’t the first person to throw me away. But he will most certainly be the last.
Standing across from Jonathan, I make myself that promise. I won’t ever let myself feel this way again.
