He said we were exclusive, that he didn't want to share me...but...
Maybe he had grown tired of me.I had thought by now that we would be able to be open about our relationship.I looked forward to the day we could do normal couple things out in the open, in the light of day.I thought by now whatever had given him pause about being open about our relationship would no longer be a concern.
It had been stressing me out, and he had been brushing it off.
That night, he came over and made dinner.Lit candles.Played the playlist we built together.
I told myself he was right and I was crazy.
That Andrew wouldn't cheat on me, that it was all in my head.That maybe work was stressful, and our relationship was suffering because of it.
He kissed my neck while I stirred the pasta.
Told me I looked beautiful even though I was still in leggings and an oversized hoodie after a long day.
Said he was lucky.
And maybe he meant it.
But then his phone lit up on the counter.
And he wasn’t in the room.
He’d gone to the bathroom.
Left his phone on the counter, face up for once, it buzzed.
Once.
Twice.
Then again.
My eyes landed on the name.
Victoria.
I froze.
No.
The screen lit up again before locking.
Victoria:Can’t wait to see you later..When will you be done with work?
Another ping.
Victoria:I miss waking up beside you.
My stomach twisted, but they didn't stop.
Victoria:Dinner was perfect last night
Can you pick up the bagels and cream cheese I like?
I didn’t think.Didn’t breathe.
My hand moved like it belonged to someone else.
