Chapter 2
That night. I didn’t wait for Nicholas.
Around midnight, my phone buzzed. Its name on the screen, but Evangeline’s voice when I answered.
Hey Gabrielle! Nicholas had way too much to drink. He didn’t want to go home no matter how, so I just brought him back to my apartment.”
he laughed and explained. “Oh, and don’t freak out or anything-I totally kicked him out of my bedroom. He’s passed out in my brother’s room.”
he bedroom was dark, because I hadn’t bothered with the lights.
he whole house was dead silent.
vangeline was clearly waiting for me to respond.
What was this? Some kind of power play?
wasn’t in the mood. “Just put Nicholas on the phone.”
ess than three seconds later, his drunk voice came through.
Hey babe… they kept buying rounds all night. I’m way too fucked up to drive home. Gonna stay here tonight.”
here was a hint of resistance in his voice, because I was at home.
Nicholas, do you do you regret marrying me?”
le made this vague “huh?” sound. I couldn’t tell if he’d even heard what I said.
efore I could say it again, I heard him hand the phone back. But he didn’t hang up.
vangeline’s voice got all sweet. “Nick, you’re being pretty cold to your wife. Aren’t you worried about hurting her feelings? She might think we’re hooking up r something. I’d hate for you to get me in trouble.”
When Nicholas responded, his voice was suddenly clear and not drunk at all. Actually sounded amused.
Come on. You were supposed to marry me first anyway. She’s already jealous of you-what’s one more reason?”
here it was.
efore me, Nicholas and Evangeline had been engaged. I only found out after we got married, when one of his buddies mentioned it.
licholas had called off the engagement to be with me instead.
ack then, he must have actually loved me.
unny how three years can flip everything upside down.
ike how he used to love me.
ike how now, he’d rather sleep anywhere but home.
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Three Years Too Late for Sorry, Just in Time for My Freedom
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