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“He’s at April’s tonight.”
“Are they getting pretty serious?”
“Oh yeah. I think he’s going to propose at Christmas.”
“Oh, wow. What does that mean for you?” I ask.
“He’ll probably move out. I’m going to put an ad up early next year to find someone new.”
“That sucks, I know you guys had a pretty good dynamic going on.”
“Yeah, but I’m happy for him.”
“I’m going to use the bathroom real quick,” I tell him.
.
“Okay, I’ll get us some drinks and find a movie.”
I walk into the bathroom, shutting the door behind me, taking a deep breath. I’ve felt nothing but uneasy this entire night. I can’t shake this feeling that’s screaming at me that Justin isn’t right for me.
Glancing down at the sink, I frown when I see a pink hair brush. That’s odd. Why would April have her stuff in his bathroom and not Jake’s?
Bending down, I open the bottom cabinet and find an entire basket full of makeup, along with a box of tampons. I stand up and pull the shower curtain back, and sure enough, there are several bottles of shampoo and a couple women’s razors.
What the fuck?
“You good in there?” Justin asks, knocking softly on the door.
I pull the door open, waving my arm inside the bathroom.
“Care to explain why your bathroom is littered with female hygiene products?”
“Were you going through my cabinets?” he asks.
“You left the pink hair brush out on the sink,” I tell him, crossing my arms over my chest.
I see it. The moment he realizes he’s been caught. I can tell he’s trying to figure out a way to get out of this, and I’ve never been more humiliated in my life.
“I can’t believe you’d do this to me,” I cry.
Tears are streaming down my face. My chest feels tight.
“Oh, now you care?” he bites back.
I stare at him, using the palm of my hand to wipe the tears from my face.
“What?”
“I said, oh, now you care? You’ve only been pining over another man since we got together. I turned a blind eye for a long time, because it was clear nothing was going to happen there, but I’m just fucking tired of being a second choice.”
His words are like a bucket of ice water being poured over me. It feels like he’s slapped me. He might as well have. I sink down to the floor, my hand over my mouth.
“You never loved me, Marley. And I don’t think you ever will.”
He walks closer to me.
“For what it’s worth, I’m sorry,” I tell him tearfully.
