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She walks to the door. “Isn’t it? I think you’re a big old coward, Brandi. Do you know what it costs for me to walk in through this door?”
My hand flies to my mouth as horror spreads cold through me.
“Ohmygod! I didn’t think! I—”
“Nothing. Because my demons aren’t in here. They’re in my head and I conquered those years ago. The bigger fear was Brian not wanting me, and that thought is scary. Happiness is scary. Until you have it and then… that little world is yours. As long as you embrace both the good and the bad. Stop embracing the bad only.”
She turns and pulls open the door and then looks back at me.
“One more thing? Brian says Travis is falling apart. He’s never seen a man so heartsick before. And you, baby girl, are the reason. No one else. He’s trying to give you what you lied and told him you want, so maybe return the favor?”
I’ve about worn a groove into the floor with my pacing, Maya’s words nipping at me with every step.
She left two hours ago and—
Is she right?
Maybe there’s more to things than I wanted to see.
Maybe it is easier to accept the worst rather than the best.
Then again, maybe this is just how things are.
Except, except her words haunt my every damn breath until I can’t focus on anything else.
I’m no coward, but I turned into something different with Travis. Not different as in a whole new personality, but I dampened me down.
I didn’t want to rock the boat.
The man who lit up my world didn’t hate me and things were pure, delicious fire until I started to fall for him.
Until hormones ran rampant and I got pregnant and the world exploded all around us.
Oh, Christ. I turned into little Miss Doormat and he hated it.
Not me.
Thetoo meekme.
The one afraid to speak her mind. And then…
The Travis I had the hots for never struck me as a man who walked carefully, stepping on eggshells. Not like he needed to tiptoe.
Did we both lose our ways in trying to please the other instead of just being ourselves, the people who sparked when we first touched?
But then again I could just be twisting things to see them how I wish they were. And Maya might be the most clearheaded, honest person I know, but she loves me and—
A loud knock on my door breaks into my thoughts and I go through the kitchen to answer it.
My breath catches.
I’m face-to-face with the last person I expected to ever see.
Jessica.
And… I frown. “Why do you look like me?”
She flips her hair and pushes by. I’m so shocked I let her. She slams her phone down on the counter in the kitchen and turns to face me.
