Page 73 of Be My Bride


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“It’s fine. I supposed I earned that.” Mom opens the front door and ushers us in.

Asia glances around and I try to imagine what this place must look like from her eyes. It’s an open floor plan. Lots of space. Lots of windows—mom loves having tons of natural light.

The decor is that homey, rustic vibe that is meant to look worn, but actually costs thousands.

“You have a lovely home, ma’am.”

“Thank you.” Mom gets settled in the sofa.

I fall in next to Asia and rest my arm on the back of the couch, letting my fingers hover right over her shoulder.

Dad takes his favorite armchair and faces me.

Mom clears her throat. “Let’s not bother with the polite banter and get straight to the point.” She pins me with a hard stare that would scare the life out of me if I were ten.

I squirm and glance away.

To be honest, it still gets me a little restless and I’m twice her size.

Mom lists my sins. “You snuck off to Vegas and got married without so much as a text. We found out about it through friends sharing tabloid links.” Mom lifts her chin. “Hansley, explain yourself.”

“We’re in love—”

“It was an accident!” Asia blurts.

Mom’s eyes widen.

Dad leans forward.

I glance at Asia in shock. “What are you doing?”

“It’s the truth.”

“That’s not the plan,” I hiss in her ear.

“Are you going to sit there and lie to your mom? I can’t do that.”

“Asia…”

She looks past me to my parents. “Four days ago, I was engaged to someone else…”

The whole story pours out of her lips.

I sit in stunned silence as Asia keeps going.

When she’s one, she clasps her hands together. “I understand if you’re upset, but I want you to know that,” she swings my way, “Hansley was only trying to comfort me. We made a big decision under the influence, but his heart was in the right place.”

“She’s making it sound like I was a saint. I assure you, mom. That wasn’t the case.”

“Oh, I know it wasn’t. I’m not that blind.” Mom frowns at me.

“He married me out of pity,” Asia says.

“That’s not true.”

“It was.” She insists.

“No,” I growl.

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