Pretend Girlfriend
, I ask Alec, and he takes a deep breath.
“She’s just a business associate”, he replies, varying vague. I frown, looking at him, and he wraps his arms around my waist. “Babe, there’s nothing between us, not anymore”, he says, and I feel my heartbreaking. But why? I knew he had a life after me. He became a totally different person than he used to be. He became this playboy, Casanova guy, a new girl on his arm every week, and he would be seen leaving parties and events with a different girl every time.
“When did it stop?” I ask, and he takes another deep breath as he passes his hands through his hair. When he is done, he digs his hands into his suit pockets and looks me in the eyes.