Shattered Vows

I unlocked the door and stepped in, it was a long trip, and being apart from Edward for a week was unbearable.

"Babe I'm back"

Stepping into our bedroom, my exhausted eyes scanned the room, my heart pounding in my chest as I took in the sight before me.

I had just returned from a demanding week-long business trip in London, and now here I stand, staring at my sister in bed with my fiance.

Shock and devastation coursed every fiber of my being threatening to consume me.

The sacrifice I had made for these two suddenly burned in my chest. My hands kept trembling as I squeezed the edge of the doorway, my knuckles turning white under the weight of my emotions.

Silently I stepped back, my footstep eerily soundless against the carpeted floor. I refused to give them the satisfaction of seeing me. Not now, I pressed my quivering lips together, suppressing the wrenching sobs that clawed at my throat. No, I would not break in front of them.

As I slowly retreated from the room and hauled a cab, getting in, my mind raced with thoughts of hatred.

"Where to, Miss," the cab guy asked

"A good bar of your choice" I replied

He stared at me, smiling before driving off. They would pay dearly for shattering the trust I had placed in them. I still find it difficult to believe that my sister and blood were capable of hurting me.

I fumble through my bag, searching for my phone, I was a little tipsy from the alcohol, and I needed to speak to Ava.

"Need help with that" a voice cut me off as I stared at the figure

"No am fine," I replied

Struggling with my bag, as it fell to the floor exposing the contents inside. Tears welled up in my eyes.

"Hey are you okay," he asked

"No am not," I slowly get down my knee, picking up my bag. " will you be okay, if you just caught your little sister in bed with your fiancé" I utter

His eyes widened, a mixture of surprise and concern filling them. His hand reached out to help me gather my belongings, his touch gently and reassuring.

"I'm sorry to hear that," he said softly. "That must be extremely tough for you"

I nodded, tears streaming down my cheeks. "I just… I don't understand how they could do this to me. How could she betray me like this?" my voice broke with a mixture of anger and heartbreak.

He pulled me into a comforting embrace, allowing me to release the sobs that had been trapped within me.

"Sometimes, people we trust can disappoint us the most," he murmured, his voice soothing. "But it doesn't define who you are, you are strong and you deserve better,"

I clung to him, finding solace in his words. And as I started to regain some semblance of composure, a flicker of determination ignited within me.

"You are right" I whispered, wiping away my tears. "I deserve better and I won't let this break me. They will pay forever deceiving me

The man pulled away slightly his eyes filled with concern. "That's the spirit. You will get through this, I promise."

I managed a fragile smile, grateful for his kind words. "Thank you. What's your name?"

He smiled back gently. "I'm Gideon and yours"

"Harper" I answered

"Well happened, why don't I buy you a drink and we tossed to your revenge ahead" he said, as I burst into laughter

"Well that sounds promising, why not, I need it anyway" I replied accepting his offer

The night felt so long as I chitchatted my life away to Gideon, the pain I felt inside deepened.

"So you want revenge" he asked

"I want them to feel the pain am feeling, am I being too much"

"No," he said leaning closer. "What do you say I help you out with your revenge plan"

I stared at him in surprise

"You want to help me out, why? You barely know me and we just met" I said

Gideon chuckled softly, his gaze unwavering. "Sometimes it's easier to confess to a stranger. I may not know the details of your pain, but I can see the fire within you. And I believe that everyone deserves a chance to right the wrongs done to them"

His voice resonated within me, stirring a glimmer of hope within. I thought I would spend countless nights drowning in anguish, feeling utterly alone.

But now, here was a stranger offering his assistance, someone who seemed to understand the depth of my desires and revenge.

"I won't pretend to know what you've been through" Gideon continued, his voice filled with empathy. "But I've had my fair share of battles, internal and external. Sometimes, the best way to heal is to face those who have caused you harm and show them that they can't win."

His conviction struck a chord deep within me. It was as if Gideon was the embodiment of the strength and resilience I so desperately needed. I found myself nodding hesitantly, cautiously accepting his unexpected offers.

"I... I appreciate your willingness to help," I replied, my voice tinged with vulnerability. "But how can I possibly succeed against those two? She's my sister, you know"

Gideon's eyes glinted with determination as he leaned back, his gaze fixed on some distant point in the room.

"If she considered you family, she wouldn't have done that, Everyone has a weakness," he stated firmly. "She used yours against you, We just have to find hers. It won't be easy, and it will require careful planning and patience. But together, I believe we can make them feel the pain they've caused you."

His unwavering confidence torched a flicker of determination within me. I can't spend my life wallowing in my sorrow, allowing those who had wronged me to roam free. Perhaps it was time to take control of my narrative, to fight back against the suffocating grip of pain.

With a newfound resolve, I looked at Gideon and said, "Okay, let's do it. Let's make them pay."

"I have just one tiny request," he said

I stared at him curious, "Which is?" I asked

"How about spending a night with me, It gets lonely, would love some company" he required

I look at him in disbelief, is he kidding, "am not a prostitute"

"Whoever said you were, I just want to spend more time with you," he smiled his eyes sparkled

I paused for a moment, trying to comprehend what he was suggesting. His words were unexpected, and his smile only added to my confusion. I couldn't deny that I enjoyed his company and felt a strong connection with him, but this proposal felt like a leap into unfamiliar territory.

"But that's what it sounds like," I replied hesitantly. "Spending a night with someone usually implies something more than just companionship, doesn't it?"

He leaned back, his smile fading slightly. "I apologize if I wasn't clear enough. I didn't mean it in that way at all. I genuinely enjoyed spending time with you, and I feel lonely sometimes. thought maybe we could just hang out, talk, watch movies or something."

His explanation eased my concern a little, but I struggled to fully comprehend his intentions. "I appreciate your honesty, but I just don't know if I'm comfortable with this. It's a lot to process."

Understanding crossed his face, and he reached out to gently grasp my hand. "I understand, and I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. I truly want to spend enough time with you, and if this is too much, it is okay, I don't want to jeopardize that"

I appreciated his understanding and the sincerity in his eyes. Taking a deep breath, I offered a tentative smile.

"Just one night, you say," I asked

He nodded, his expression filled with respect. "Just one night"

I followed him into his hotel room. we sat in silence, both lost in our thoughts. The spark that had brought us together burned brightly, but it was clear that we needed to define our boundaries and understand one another's intentions better before proceeding.

"More drinks" he asked

"Trying to get me drunk" I teased him

"Well you could say something like that" he joked back

"What am I doing here, I just found out my sister and Fiance are both having an affair and am in a hotel room with a guy I barely know" I murmured to myself

Gideon walks closer, standing in front of me, his eyes holding mine as he squatted down on one knee, his hand caressing my face, "who said you can't have fun, it was his loss anyway not yours"

"How" my voice barely audible

"Let me show you," he said

As he leaned in closer, he gently placed a kiss on my lips, and my lips parted in response.

"Gideon" I moaned softly