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“You got in the way. Sorry, not sorry. Besides, you think I would waste my time, making that up?”
“Do you really believe you were seeing him for the first time at the wedding? According to my research and also Adrian’s help”—she gave Adrian a smile—“you ran into each other at a restaurant. You stepped on him, and instead of apologizing, you asked him to apologize for standing in your way. He refused, and you were adamant about it. Adrian had to come between you two and apologize on his behalf.”
I did recall that day. It was two years ago, and I’d totally forgotten about it. Tristan had no stubble back then from what I remembered, and Adrian had long hair. That was why he’d looked so familiar that day at the wedding. I’d convinced myself that I had seen him in a magazine.
“Please tell me you didn’t lie?” I turned to look at him.
“I’m sorry.” His eyes avoided me. Tristan’s face filled with regret
“Why am I here?!” I screamed, my emotions getting the best of me.
Why did he lie to me? Do I mean nothing to him?My heart began to race as pain pierced beating organ—at least, what was left of it. My thoughts clogged my brain, trying to find an explanation.
“Maybe you should ask his mom. She knows.”
I took a deep breath, trying to soothe my nerves. When I felt calmer, I turned to her. “Mrs. Sanchester?”
Tristan’s mom studied her hands to avoid the question.
“Even the old hag too.” Karen laughed.
“You all knew?” I turned to each of them.
It was becoming harder to keep myself under in check. I needed to break something. I angrily brushed my hand through my hair.
“You made me put so much effort into proving to you that I was pregnant!”
“I’m so sorry,” Mrs. Sanchester cried.
I laughed humorlessly.Do they think this is a joke? Who am I supposed to believe?
“Oh, and that whole hospital thing with his mom was an act, so you could return to Tristan after you left. I can’t believe you fell for it.” Karen only added fuel to the overflowing fire, and she knew it. Her amused and proud look made me want to slap her across the face.
I didn’t know what to say. Different emotions ran through my body. I began to shake, losing control of the way this was affecting me.
“Everything was a lie?” I turned to Tristan. I couldn’t hold the tears back anymore. “Why am I here? Tell me!”
“Interesting question. You see, after he killed my best friend and her precious baby, he began to suffer the consequences, but then he tried to move on—or should I say, his family thought that would help him?” She laughed, pausing when no one found what she’d said funny.
“Well, at first, they thought Sofia was a good choice for him to start over, but I guess you have already met the spoiled brat. So, by the time they got to the church, he knew it was a bad idea and couldn’t carry on with it. From what Adrian told me, he recognized you and picked you from the crowd because ever since that day he’d met you, he never forgot you. You reminded him of a part of himself that—”
“Stop,” Tristan warned her.
“You made him see the world differently that day, Chloe. I guess it became more than that, and I had to step in since he wanted to move on as if nothing had ever happened with Fiona. You became the perfect candidate for his family,” Karen said.
“Perfect candidate?” I mumbled.
“Yeah. His family wanted to let you go at first, but your presence in the house started changing him. You made him happy again. They thought having you here would serve as a distraction for his internal turmoil and demons. You are just a diversion from the pain, someone to suck away the nightmares. Too bad I could not watch him smile or laugh. I wanted him to keep suffering. I didn’t want him to move on. I wanted him to remember how he had taken them away.” Every bit of her voice dripped with venom.
I turned to look at Tristan. I tried to find my voice as I opened my mouth to speak.
“You destroyed my life for nothing? You all did!” I screamed at them, completely vexed.
“Wow, I was brought here as a distraction?” I said and laughed at myself.
I laughed at how stupid I had been to believe him. How stupid I had been to fall for him. It had all just been one big game to them. I was nothing but a distraction. The memory of Tristan calling me a distraction when I was in the car sank in. He had really meant it. The damn bastard had fooled me. They all had.
“A distraction,” I whispered to myself and laughed again.
