The rest of the day, I buried my head into work. I’ve been really distracted lately, so I put my air pods in and drown out the rest of the world. I frown when I realise it's not my music playing. I look at my phone and realise its Shay’s playlist. She synced it with my phone, so we could listen to it in the car. I glance over at her desk and watch her for a couple of minutes whilst she works. She’s so freaking beautiful. I could watch her forever and never get bored.With a drawn-out sigh, I try to focus on working for the remainder of the day. I seem to find my flow, and the next time I look up was when I hear a knock on my door. I was expecting it to be Shayla, but to my surprise, it was Sophie at the door. She doesn’t wait for me to give her permission to enter, and she walks right in and closes the door before she saunters over to my desk. Twice in one week, what does she want now?“Sophie?” I greet leaning back against my leathe

As I stare out of the window, I feel my phone vibrate, he’s calling me. Probably noticed I had left. Surprised, he came up for air long enough while kissing Sophie to even notice I was gone. Bastard. I decline the call, and a few seconds later, he calls again. I stare at his name flashing on my screen, and a part of me just wants to answer it and tell him to go fuck himself but the other side of me, the proud part doesn’t want to give him the satisfaction of knowing he could hurt me. I won’t give him that power over me.Cole sends a text when I don’t answer the three times he called.Cole:“Where are you? Have you gone home?”Me:“No. I’m spending a couple of nights with the girls.Cole:“Oh. Okay, why aren’t you answering my calls? What’s wrong?”Me:“Nothing. I just miss my girls. I need to spend time with them. I’ll see you Monday.&rdq

I nod, smiling, “I believe so. Big player. I don’t really quiz him about his love life, ya know.”“Bitch, you’re surrounded by all these hot men all day, how you get any work done baffles me.” I laugh while she pulls me with her to dance again.An hour, and four cocktails later, I was buzzing, and my feet were aching. Jo was still with the DJ flirting away, and Aimee was talking to some guy she was dancing with.“Hey, gorgeous.” A deep voice burs in my ear from behind. I turn and look up at the tall brunette standing in front of me. “Can I buy you a drink?”I hold my glass up to him, “Already have one. Thank you.”“How about a dance then?” He asks, stepping close, so close I can smell the bourbon on his breath. I shake my head and pull my head away.“No, thanks. I’m going to go sit.” I turn to walk when he grabs my arm and stops me. I look u

What the fuck is happening?That was all I could think as I stood in that dark alley watching Shayla storm off. Did she just say she feels worthless when she’s with me? I’ve never done anything, to make her feel worthless. My rational side is telling me to let her go and give her time, but the other side refuses to let her be. I stare at her retreating back and shake my head before I go after her.I was worried when she disappeared earlier that something was wrong because it's not like her to leave without a word. Even the text messages she sent me was cold and direct. I can only imagine what she must have thought overhearing that conversation with Sophie, but she really did get it all wrong. Was a small part of me hoping to get a reaction out of Sophie when she found out I was married, yes it did. I loved her with all my heart, and she broke me when she just up and left me. I didn’t do this to get her back or get one over on her. It just went in that

Have you ever had that feeling where you feel as though you’re slowly suffocating like someone has their hands around your lungs and they’re just squeezing every bit of air out of you—that’s the only way I could explain the way I was feeling at that very moment when I asked Cole if he was still in love with Sophie and he didn’t answer me. I felt all the oxygen leave my lungs. When I turned and looked at him, I got my answer. He’s still in love with her. Even if he can’t admit it to himself. I had to get out of that car. I was in desperate need of air, and I was terrified he would see the tears that I was fighting to keep at bay.As I walk along the waterfront. I keep telling myself that I’m being stupid; it’s just an arrangement; it was a game from the very beginning. I have no right to be upset with him. He can love whoever he wants. He doesn’t owe me a damn thing. As far as he’s concerned, he’s holding