'Who's she, Keenan?" I ask Keenan, who looks lost between the two women beside him.

I don't need the answer, no I didn't want the answer because I already know who she is. This was why he threw me away yesterday. He wanted to sleep around with some other woman.

My heart is breaking, but then again, what did I even expect? He doesn't love me; he doesn't even like me and I have given my heart already to him! Who does that?

A pathetic loser.

The woman, although in a towel, is a walking beauty and I think at this point she knows that. She's of medium height and the towel does not hide her great curves. Her straight blonde hair reaching behind her back, her eyes are alluring green orbs and her lips red and a lit puffy and I know why that is.

'Who are you?" The Lady turns to ask me as Keenan seems to go mute. Her eyes are demanding and unfriendly as she stares at me.

'I'm his wife," I pu

'She said ‘I love you.'" I reply, walking away from the window and towards the bed and I sit down next to him.

'Your wife proclaiming her affection towards you shouldn't be something that would make you feel this disturbed." If his ignorance hasn't made me feel bad before, it just did.

I wouldn't say I blame him, though. We have been in brief contact since I got back. In fact, we haven't been friends for the last four years, not after he accused me of sleeping with Taylor, who was still then his girlfriend behind his back and broke Taylor's heart. Since I came back into the country, I felt hurt by Taylor and I developed resentment towards him; he was the guy that hurt and broke Taylor's heart and he was the one Taylor still chose over me. I kept my distance from them and have disclosed little information about himself to Rory well until now.

I needed my best friend just as much as he 

Levi walks over to me smiling happily and pulls me to himself and before I can say anything he kisses me softly on the lips and I melt into that kiss, only pulling away when I realise we are still in public.

'We need to leave here so we won't attract attention," I tell him and he nods happily and takes my hand.

He's barely able to keep his eyes and hands off me all the while we drove over to his apartment, and it is almost the same with me. 'You look really beautiful, Vary," he says to me, as he opens the door to his apartment and ushers me inside.

'Thank you," I reply and walk in and he closes the door. I turn to him with a sceptical look before asking, 'How did Keenan reach you?"

He looks a little lost and taken back in thoughts, 'He came to my gym yesterday and he forcefully made me hear him out and I'm glad I did."

He goes into the kitchen, and kicks off my black heels and I fol

'Who's she, Keenan?" I ask Keenan, who looks lost between the two women beside him.

I don't need the answer, no I didn't want the answer because I already know who she is. This was why he threw me away yesterday. He wanted to sleep around with some other woman.

My heart is breaking, but then again, what did I even expect? He doesn't love me; he doesn't even like me and I have given my heart already to him! Who does that?

A pathetic loser.

The woman, although in a towel, is a walking beauty and I think at this point she knows that. She's of medium height and the towel does not hide her great curves. Her straight blonde hair reaching behind her back, her eyes are alluring green orbs and her lips red and a lit puffy and I know why that is.

'Who are you?" The Lady turns to ask me as Keenan seems to go mute. Her eyes are demanding and unfriendly as she stares at me.

'I'm his wife," I put much emphasis on the wife so she would know who I am, 'and who are you."

'I'm his lover." For som

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