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Dianna
The quiet winter morning outside Dianna’s window did nothing to quell the emotions that continued to run rampant in her body. She stared at her ceiling and pushed aside the thousand doubts that plagued her since she’d broken up with Tristan on Saturday.
Thankfully, though she did go to church with them, her family let her be on Sunday. But she could only claim to feel unwell for so long. With Mathew and Tristan leaving soon, it didn’t feel right to skip work.
There was only one problem.
That meant she’d be seeing Tristan today.
Her stomach crashed and churned like the unsettled waves of the ocean. She’d been the one to break up with Tristan, not the other way around. There was no reason for her to feel anxious. This was what she’d wanted.
Dianna rolled over and glared at the wall. No one told her that falling in love with someone would be this hard—this heartbreaking.
It was like her body had continued to be pulled in two different directions despite having two nights to sleep on her decision. She hadn’t been able to find the peace she sought.
Someone knocked lightly on her bedroom door, but Dianna didn’t move. Every muscle in her body ached. Her head pounded. Sometimes she wished she was anyone else. Then maybe she would be able to close her eyes and go back to sleep in order to avoid the inevitable.
“Dianna?” The door opened and Brielle poked her head through the door. “Cal stopped by and took a look at your truck. He said it was a simple fix and he’ll have it up and running before you have to head over to the country club.”
Still, she didn’t move.
“Hey, you doing okay?”
The soft click of the door indicated Brielle had shut it before venturing farther into the room. “Are you still feeling sick?”
Dianna buried her face into her pillow. “I’m fine.”
“You don’t seem fine.”
She let out a frustrated growl and sat up. “It’s seven in the morning and I didn’t have to be up yet, but you came in here to tell me about my truck. I’m grumpy. But I’m fine.”
Brielle gave her a blank look. Then she lifted one brow and folded her arms. “You broke up with Tristan, didn’t you?”
Dianna scowled at her sister. “I don’t see how that’s any business of yours.”
“It’s not. But it sure puts everything into perspective. And it totally makes sense why you didn’t come out of your room much yesterday. For heaven’s sake. What is it with you guys? Don’t you know? There’s a hazard when it comes to falling in love.” She moved to the edge of Dianna’s bed and bounced into a seated position. “I have a feeling it’s why dad told us we couldn’t date until the one before us was married. Can you imagine what it will be like when more than one of us is dealing with heartache?”
Stiffening, Dianna frowned at her sister. For some unexplainable reason, Brielle’s words were more painful than the issues she was trying to stave off. “Not every relationship ends in heartache.”
“I didn’t say that it did.” Brielle fell backward and craned her neck around to stare at Dianna. “But based on what I’ve noticed from Adeline and Constance, heartache comes right before you finally figure things out and realize you’re making the worst mistake of your life.”
Dianna huffed. “That’s not going to happen.”
“Oh? Because I’ve never seen you more miserable than you are right now.”
“I’m only miserable because I’m not getting enough sleep.” Dianna leaned back against her headboard. “And if you would have let me be, then maybe I wouldn’t be so miserable.”
Brielle laughed. “Deep down, you know that’s not true.”
Tossing aside her blankets, Dianna climbed out of bed with a huff. “I’m not going to have this conversation with you right now.” Once again, she felt like she was being pushed around. This time it was her sister blocking her in and not letting her breathe.
She moved swiftly across the room, gathering the clothes she’d need for work, then escaping into the hall before Brielle could stop her.
Dianna knew what was best. It didn’t matter what other people said about her. There was too much going on in her life right now to even consider adding or changing something. It didn’t matter that she had feelings for Tristan. Why was everyone pushing her into something she didn’t want?
Dressing quickly, Dianna’s thoughts once again returned to how this afternoon would go. She didn’t know if Mathew would ask her questions, and she wondered what—if anything—his father might have told him.
