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But only because I wanted to get away from my family and see the world. Which I’ve done so much of. All the Instagram stuff grew on its own as a by-product. It can be exhausting, and in the back of my mind, I fear I’m more like my mother than I know. Everything is about people seeing you as perfect. Isn’t that what all this social media influencing has done to me?
I guess the idea of marriage and babies scared me because I only saw it through the eyes of my family. None of them were truly happy in their relationships, and I didn’t want the same for myself.
Grams basically told me to run and gave me the means to do it so that I wouldn’t end up being like my parents. They may act like they live in a fairy tale, but their marriage is a mess when the doors are closed. Pretty sure a few of my siblings aren’t happy in theirs either, but they always went along with what our parents wanted. I never wanted to end up like any of them.
Then there was Finn. He pulled me in and wrapped me in the idea of love and what it would be like if he was the man I married. I let myself have these tiny ideas of what that might look like. Allowing myself to get lost in that fantasy. Hell, I could be pregnant right now.
But it was all bullshit. Probably got himself fixed long ago so there was no chance of that. It’s either that or he was trying to knock me up. Which is weird. Either way he’s still a liar, and I know it. I also have the evidence to prove it.
“Starlight.” Finn’s voice is closer this time.
I quickly slip my shoes on and grab my luggage before I step out of the bedroom. I watch as his eyes take me in from head to toe. “What are you doing?” he asks as his gaze goes to my luggage.
“I’m leaving. I know everything. Don’t even try to deny it.” He tries to shield his reaction to my words, but I catch it, nonetheless. It’s a first, really. He’s so good at hiding what he might be thinking or feeling. That should have been a sign.
“You’re not leaving.” His words snap out quicker than mine had. It’s an order not a plea. Why is that hotter?Focus! Cheater, I remind myself.
“You’re not the boss of me.” I stomp my foot like a child. What is wrong with me? This man makes me feel so different, and oddly, I don’t hate the things he brings out in me. Even if it’s being a brat.
“You sure about that, starlight?” I swallow, a stupid lump forming in my throat.
“You might be good with all your little tricks but I see everything clearly now.” The man made love to me as if I was really the love of his life. Sadly, it wasn’t genuine and was all just to get in my pants.
I am done being naïve. There is no better detective than a woman on a mission to find out information on a man they love. Crap, I think I love him! Of course, this would happen to me. It’s terrible after what I’ve come to realize.
“What do you mean?” He holds his palms out in a pleading gesture.
“I. Know!” I punch out each word. Why am I so mad? I just met this man.
“I can quit. I’ll leave.” His voice drops. “For you I’d do anything.” He steps closer, and I can see in his eyes he wants to grab me and hold me tightly to him.
The hell?! Why did he have to go and say that?! It’s so damn sweet, but it can’t be.
“No. I’m not going to be the reason you leave. I’m not that person.” Tears start to stream down my cheeks.
Every emotion I’ve ever felt for Finn comes flowing out. I could never live with myself if I broke up someone’s marriage. It’s going to be hard enough dealing with it as it is.
“You mean more to me than anything. I’m done with that life.” Finn reaches to grab my hand, but I pull away.
“You can’t just quit a marriage! I won’t be the cause of that,” I scream, letting my emotions get the best of me. “You lied to me.” I step forward this time, poking my finger into his chest. Hell, even if he did leave his wife, I would just be tossed away too. You get them the same way you find them, women warn.
“Marriage,” he whispers, sounding confused. His tone breaks me from my anger, causing me to look up. His eyebrows are furrowed, and he truly looks bewildered by what I’ve said. I continue to glare at him. “You think I’m married?” A small smirk begins to form on his face. I have the urge to wipe it off.
I shake my head. These kinds of men never change. It’s in their blood. I’ve seen it with my father. I want loyalty and love.
“No social media?! Really!” That should have been my first red flag. That handsome smirk drops from his face.
“You went online looking for me?” I shrug.
“Maybe I googled your face and name on social media sites.” I shrug again. Why do I feel bad? He’s the one that’s the cheater.
“You google-searched my face?” His whole demeanor changes.
“What is a girl to do when she finds this? I had no other choice.” I hold up the gold wedding band.
“It’s a prop,” he growls, jutting past me and starting to shove things into his luggage. “We’re leaving.” What the heck?
“I’m leaving. You can do whatever you’d like.” I throw the ring at him. It doesn’t really have the desired effect because he catches it easily.
