Chapter 3

I jumped out of the hot tub and grabbed a towel to clean myself, almost tripping on the floor in the process. I rushed into my closet and grabbed the nearest pajama short and an old shirt I could find, wearing it hurriedly. I settled on my bed before bringing out my phone to reply to him.

"I assume it is an official party. Are people not going to be worried about the time you proposed?" I replied back.

Some seconds passed before his photo icon started dancing indicating that he's typing.

"I am private with my life, they won't be surprised if I tell them we got back together and I proposed right away" he replied.

"That sounds perfect," I replied.

"Yes" he texted back.

For some minutes, I contemplated what to say next but couldn't find anything. Not wanting to impose any conversation on him, I close the tab and prepare to sleep.

The dress came in earlier like he had promised, it's a black custom made ball dress. It has a little flare and beautiful embroidery at the hem. I tried it on and it fitted me perfectly, hugging me tightly and bringing out my shape. I love the way it fitted to my chest, revealing some cleavage and making my breast bigger than its size.

I spent a reasonable quality of time dressing up and getting ready for the party. I don't have any idea how lavish it will be so I tried to overdress or underdress. I went for a neutral makeup, styled my and clipped it at the back of my head,making some loose bangs fall backwards just the way I love it.

I made sure everything was set before bringing out the black box Sean gave me yesterday. I smiled then proceeded to open it. The stone on the ring is breathtaking, it just occurred to me that I didn't take a look at it when he gave it to me.

It looks like something that'll be worth more than my total insurance. Something in my flutter and wish this is real, but of course, I remember it's not.

It's contracted and definitely has an end since we're both getting something out of the pretense.

My doorbell rang just right on time. I picked up my bag and took a last grave at my reflection in the mirror before I proceeded to answer the door.

Standing at my doorstep is Sean Green, my ex husband and currently fiancé. Funny how life can fuck with you. This is something I had wished for long ago, for him to show up like this at my doorstep, like my knight in shining armor, coming to seat me away.

He smiled when he saw me and I did the same. He was wearing a navy blue tux this time. He looked like he had a hair trim, and this time he had a tie on. I miss seeing his chest though. His smell invades my nose, making me remember what he used to smell like before. His scent was my favorite.

"You look…" he hesitated trailing his eyes all over my body but beginning from my face then downwards, he trailed it back upwards then I watched him stop on my cleavage, eyeing the flesh there. I want him as Sean brushes his tongue all over his lower lip, sucking it in.

"Beautiful" he concluded, for ing himself to tear his eyes away from my cleavage then looking me in the eye.

"You look okay as well" I complimented.

"I'm glad to see the dress fits you. I was worried I wouldn't get the accurate size"

"You picked this out yourself?" I questioned.

"Yes,why?"

"I remember a lot of things about you, Katie. " He says. He looked like he meant it and I smiled, knowing this is all contracted.

Sean opened the passenger seat to get in and then went back to his side to drive. I smiled at his kind gesture. He has always been sweet, I'm not surprised he's still the same.

If only he knew why I left him. I know he didn't deserve what I did to him but I couldn't help it. He has a lot ahead of him and I don't want to get in his way.

It was hard making such a decision but it's the best one at the moment, it's all for his sake. I  myself and allow myself to remember the events of the night.

That day, as usual he took me out to dinner and when we got to my place, he packed outside. We sat in his car, chatting and that was how I did it.

"We should stop" I say all of a sudden.

"Stop?" Stop what? Sitting in the car In Front of your apartment?" He asked, thinking it has anything to do with the way he's always packing our here.

I shook my head, not looking him in the eye. "No," I muttered.

"Look at me and talk to me, Katie, what should we stop?" He says, bringing his hand to cup my cheeks and forcing me to look him in the eye.

"Us" closing my eyes, I muttered slowly and quietly. Immediately I felt his hands drop away from my cheek. I winced at the loss of his touch.

"This is a joke right? " He questioned but I remain quiet.

"What, no no no no,Katie you aren't doing this to me"

"Katie, look at me"

"I'm sorry" then I feel tears falling freeling from my face. "I'm sorry, Sean, I'm sorry" I opened my eyes now.

I watched him close his eyes for a while then opened them back. I can see the hurt in his eyes. "Why? Are you tired of me?"

I shook my head

"Do you find another person?" I shook my head.

"Talk to me and tell me why!"

I jumped up when I heard the voice again, closed, cleared this time.

"Are you okay?" I opened my eyes to find Sean looking down at me. His eyes were full of worry.

"What?" Was all I managed to say.