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His answer took me aback for a second. “Oh, that must suck. I’m sorry. So, this woman, she just… didn’t care for you… at all?”

Blake merely shook his handsome head. “I didn’t tell her, of course.”

“But why? If you love her… you’re not going to fight for her?” How could a person love someone and not fight for that? I just didn’t get it.

“You must understand that some circumstances are just meant to be that way. One cannot force something such as love to be an easy one. Do I wish to have her in my arms? Without a doubt, I do wish it, more than anything. Maybe the timing is wrong, who really knows?”

I gave him a quick hug and smiled brightly at him. “Maybe one day, you will get to be with her. You never know.” I wanted him to have his happily ever after.

Blake held my hand and squeezed it. “Maybe one day, but once I do get to have her, I will not let her go.”

When we reverted back to studying the stars and, while he explained to me which one was Cassiopeia, my thoughts lingered to what we discussed a few minutes ago… I wondered how it would feel to have such a compelling man like Blake want you like no other…

For the first time in my life, I imagined being with another man, one that wasn’t Kyle Matthews.

Is that doubt I feel?

Four months later…

“Are you about done, Sienna? Might I remind you that I have been waiting for quite some time now?” Blake called out from the living room.

We’d agreed that we always have to watch The Game of Thrones episodes together. He’s out there waiting, but I seemed to not want to move out of my bedroom.

Kyle had been ignoring my calls again.

This had been a constant thing as of late. I was beyond worried, but a tad reluctant to ask if he and I were still okay. I kept telling myself that there’s nothing to worry about. Kyle loves me. It’s as simple as that.

I knew for the last few months I had been too busy to call him back and the time difference just totally sucked. I knew he’s mad, but he couldn’t just ignore my calls. He knew it hurt me when he did.

Sighing, I tried to dial his number again to no avail. Instead this time, I opted to leave a message. “Hey, it’s me. I’m sorry if I haven’t been good with keeping up with our phone calls and all… but please don’t ignore me. Even if I’m busy, I never fail to think about you. I just want to tell you that I miss you very much. Call me, please? I love you, Kyle.”

Sighing again, I dropped the phone on my side table while I stared at it for a while. I looked up when someone knocked on my door.

It was Blake.

“What’s wrong, poppet?” Blake asked before he strode inside and sat next to me.

Poppet? He’s called me a lot of nicknames, but it seemed poppet was his favorite. He and I had been building a great friendship for the last six months. I don’t know why he liked to chill with me. Blake Knightly was just too cool and too handsome to be doing so. Yeah, he gets admirers… like gazillions of them.

Last week, a woman, whose name escapes me, called me out of the blue to ask for help. She wanted me to help her get Blake back. Ugh, psycho much? She said she went through Blake’s contact list and knew that I was close to him. I told her that she should get her own man without my help. I felt bad when she started crying, but what the hell? How in the world would I force Blake f**king Knightly, of all men, to do something that he didn’t want to do? It’s inconceivable.

I mentally shook my head and focused on Blake’s present question. “It’s Kyle. He seems to be ignoring my calls lately. He knows it hurts me, but he keeps on doing it. I don’t get that? Do you think… he’s—” I halted. No, Kyle would never leave me. We were it. We made promises. “He’s just probably busy, right? There’s no point of me freaking out over something so stupid.”

“That’s possible. However, if you’re asking from a man’s point-of-view, a man only ignores a woman when he doesn’t want to talk, he’s done with you or he’s just really busy.”

Three selections? I’m picking the latter. He’s busy; nothing more, nothing less.

Not wanting to speak about it any longer, we finally managed to watch our episode, but I was distracted the whole time.

My heart chases the beat of the drum…

Weeks later…

I did it! I finally bought the ticket, and I will be seeing my boyfriend in a month’s time. It was a surprise and I couldn’t help feeling happy as I imagined his reaction when he saw me for the first time after almost nine months of separation. He’s going to go crazy and love me even more!

I jumped on my bed and answered my ringing phone with enthusiasm.

“Baby! I’ve missed you!” I said to Kyle.

He was quiet and it took him a while to respond.

Odd.

“Sienna… I’ve been seeing someone else for the past couple of months or so. I didn’t know how to tell you, but now I kind of have to since it’s getting, you know, serious,” Kyle said in a brushed off manner.

I gasped as my eyes started to tear. In a wobbly voice, I spoke, “What do you mean for the past couple of months? You’ve been cheating? And you failed to mention this to me?”

“I’m sorry, but it’s done. I’m with her now, Si. I haven’t seen you in months and I just kind of miss being with someone—”

“Fuck off, Kyle. Don’t call me ever again. Bye!”

Dropping my phone on the floor, I curled up in a ball. And cried… and cried…

How could he do this to me? After what he and I had gone through… especially after what I had gone through? He promised to never hurt me, but he lied. Kyle lied to me.

Of all the men, Kyle was the constant one in my life. He was my life raft. My go-to person… he was my hero. He was the one who used to save me from my turbulent home.

He cheated.

My Kyle cheated on me.

I didn’t leave the room until the night after. When Blake, Lucy and Toby dragged me out of the room and force fed me. I felt like death and when they managed to spring the information out of me, I was more than bereft. I was a tad hysterical, waterworks and all.

Kyle. How could he do such a thing?

Two weeks later…

“You can’t be serious, Sienna?” Toby expressed in a shocked tone. Toby, Lucy and Blake all stared at me like I had gone cuckoo.

I was about to respond, but Blake butted in. “Closure? What the bloody hell for? The man cheated for months and never let you on about it? That’s rather absurd. Kyle does not deserve closure.” Blake seemed furious.


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