The Mistress Who Outgrew the Man
In the second month of my relationship with my best friend Sophie Vaughn's older brother, Elias Vaughn, Thanksgiving arrives.
Sophie leans in, eyes gleaming with mischief. "Elias is bringing his girlfriend home for the holiday. Let's see what all the fuss is about."
I take my time getting ready, heart fluttering with hope. Just maybe, I'll finally be formally introduced as his girlfriend.
But the moment I step inside, I see him with another elegant, beautiful woman, smiling as he introduces her to his parents.
"This is my girlfriend," he says.
He then inadvertently looks over at me, stiffening for a moment, clearly caught off guard.
But just as quickly, he recovers and turns to the woman beside him.
"That woman over there is my sister's friend and a part-time student. You could say she's a maid in our household."
A maid?
As it turns out, I'm nothing more than someone for him to kiss and sleep with. I was never someone worthy of standing by his side publicly.
I turn away and board the train back to Ashcroft University, choosing my future over another night in his bedroom.