Page 6 of Be My Bride


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“Is Thad okay? Is he in the hospital?” I screech.

“No. He’s right here. He’s fine.”

“What?”

“He wants you to know that he stands by his text.”

Shock careens into me. “Put him on.”

“He’d much rather—”

“Put. Him. On.” I don’t usually snap at people. Especially my future mother-in-law, but I can’t hold the irritation in.

“Suit yourself.”

I don’t expect to hear Thad’s voice. In the back of my mind, Lucy is an evil hag acting completely alone. She’s taking out her disapproval on me because she knows that Thad and I have a great thing going.

And she’s jealous.

And she’s slightly racist.

And there’s no way Thad will…

“I’m sorry, Asia.”

“Thad…”

His voice is quiet but firm. Like a coward who really believes he’s doing the right thing. “I couldn’t tell you in person. I didn’t think I’d have the courage.”

My horrified expression stares back at me. Like she's trapped in the mirror. Trapped in this horrible moment.

“I can’t do it,” he whispers.

The weight of the world crashes into my chest.

My wedding’s in two months and I just got dumped.

Three

Hansley

The coffee dripping into my cup and the low chatter of my assistant—she’s in the office working late because I am—are the only sounds that drift through the shadows.

My cell vibrates against the desk. The screen brightens with a picture of Brett and Sharon at the beach.

They’ve got those stupid floppy hats on. Big grins on their faces.

My gaze focuses on Sharon. She looks happy. She looks alive.

I can almost pretend that she’ll come charging through the door with two giant bags of cotton candy and pop rocks. She’ll drag me away from my desk yelling, ‘you’ve got more money than you can possibly spend, Hansley, so come and play with me.’

I shake my head.

Brett's always ragging on me about using this picture.

I play it off.

Act like it’s some big joke.

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