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She nervously licks her lips. “It’s Rory’s engagement party. His and…Camilla’s. They’re getting married.”
Even though I heard her, my brain doesn’t want to process her words as truth. But when Babydoll enters the room, laughing with Amber, oblivious to what’s going on, there’s no denying that her “good man,” the man who can do what I cannot—make her happy—is my best friend.
My best friend is marrying the woman I love.
But Darcy isn’t done.
“I also wanted you to come because Brody is here. It’s time people stopped treating you like a fool.”
When Babydoll and I lock eyes, I realize that Darcy is right—it’s time to quit actin’ the maggot. It’s time for war.
All eyes are on me—eyes which look at me with a mixture of guilt, sorrow, and shame. So this is what Cian was talking to Amber about today. He had ample opportunity to tell me why Rory didn’t want to see me. Just how Babydoll could have shared who her fiancé is.
No wonder Hannah was so incredibly sheepish when speaking of Babydoll. She didn’t want to be the one who broke my heart. But you can’t break what is already broken beyond repair.
Before me stand the people I held closest to my heart, but now, all I see are strangers. So much has changed in ten years. Even though I was stuck in time, my friends moved on; just how I wanted them to. But seeing them together, realizing they had a life without me, fucking stings.
Worst of all—seeing Rory wrap his arm around a stunned Babydoll cements that she moved on with my fucking friend. And he on to the woman he knew I sacrificed everything for. But no one knows the truth, that Babydoll isn’t my sister. I can’t hate them for living their life.
So why can’t I shift this urge to throttle Rory with my bare hands?
Hannah’s eyes fill with tears, tears for me. But I don’t want her pity.
“Congratulations,” I say, breaking the ice as I raise my glass of champagne in the air.
“Punky—” Rory tries to make amends for betraying me in the worst possible way, but I cut him off, not interested in his excuses.
“To the happy couple.”
Darcy smirks, clinking her glass against mine before we both throw back our drinks.
Babydoll looks like she’s about to pass out, but that’s not my problem anymore. None of this is.
Cheers to new beginnings.
