‘You’re not wrong. I don’t approve of what they did, and if it was just up to me, you know I wouldn’t have them there, but…’
‘I can’t deal with this right now,’ I said as tears pooled in my eyes. Shit. I couldn’t start crying. Not now. ‘I’m at work. I’ve gotta go.’
‘I’m sorry,’ Adrian said. ‘Truly. You’ll still come, though, won’t you? I need you.’
‘Course,’ I said, choking back the tears that, despite my best efforts to stave them off, had already started falling. ‘I’ve gotta go,’ I repeated, then hung up.
I dropped the phone on the desk, buried my head in my hands and continued sobbing.
I couldn’t believe this was happening.
It was hard enough dealing with their betrayal. Relieving the memories that had played over and over again in my head for months during the darkest times and still haunted me today.
I’d only recently got over it.
I’d successfully avoided them because I knew it’d set me off.
But now I had to go to a wedding and they’d both be there.
I’d have to sit there and watch them rub their relationship in my face and smile whilst my insides were crumbling.
It was too much.
The tears were now in full flow and a loud sob slipped out. I couldn’t help it.
‘Sarah?’ A deep voice called my name.
When I realised it was Ben, I groaned inside.
As if this day couldn’t get any worse, the cocky co-worker I couldn’t stand had to walk into the office at the exact time I was crying my eyes out like a baby.
Life really was so unfair.
‘What’s wrong?’ he asked.
His delicious masculine scent wafted through the air, assaulting my senses. He always smelt so good.
I daren’t look up to see how close he was. There was no way I wanted him to see the state of my face. My cheeks would clearly be streaked with tears, and I probably had panda eyes because my mascara wasn’t waterproof.
Great.
The screeching sound of a chair being dragged across the floor echoed in the office, then stopped next to me.
Shit. Now he was sitting beside me. I wished that I could press a button to make the floor open beneath me and swallow me up. This was so embarrassing.
‘What’s happened?’
‘Please just leave,’ I pleaded.
‘Sorry, but no,’ he growled. ‘You’re crying, and although we don’t know each other well, I get the feeling that you wouldn’t do that unless something wasreallywrong. So respectfully, I’m not going to leave until I know you’re okay.’
‘Well, you’ll be waiting a long time!’ I blubbered, still covering my face with my hands. ‘The wedding’s not until next month. Then again, I’d rather get it over and done with so I never have to see them again. Bastards!’
‘Whoa…’ Ben said. ‘Forgive me, but I’m not following. Who’s getting married? I’m guessing you’re not talking about Theo and Jess. Not least because I’d know if they’d set a date. And you’d never call them bastards.’
‘Course not,’ I sobbed again. ‘It’s my brother who’s getting married.’
‘And you hate your brother and his fiancée?’ Confusion flooded his voice.
