CHAPTER TWENTY SIX

RACHEL’S POV

He's thinking about Marla again. I can tell. And it's infuriating.

I know I came in here and gave him the 'let her go' talk. But I was expecting it to work. I was expecting him to at least be able to have a conversation with me about it. But instead, he just let me ramble on about what I wanted for our wedding and what I thought we should do. He didn't even really pay attention. He agreed with everything, but I can tell that his mind was wandering.

That's not fair to me.

"I'm trying to be understanding," I say. "Really, I am. But we're getting married, and you're just sitting here thinking about another woman."

"I'm not--" he says.

"You are!" I insist. "And I don't understand how you can be so upset over her. I mean, she has done nothing but lie to you."

Nicholas clears his throat. "I know. I know exactly what she's done. She's--"

"But you love her," I say quietly.

"Yes," he says. "I don't want to, but I do."

I let out a deep breath. I don't know what to say.