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wedding?” Hannah continues to shout at Sterling . God, I love my best friend.
“You have no right to say that to me. You don’t know me,” he shouts back to her.
“You are right, Sterling, she doesn’t know you. Hell, I don’t know you. Who the fuck are you? You are a stranger to me,” I yell at him. “Just tell me why you did this? Is it because I’m sick?” I question. I need the truth. “Do you hate me that much that you had to cheat on me? You had to disrespect me and treat me like fucking dirt?” I feel lost.
“You really want to know?” he asks me, looking forlorn for once in his life. I nod. I need this, even if it will hurt like a knife in my heart, but I need closure so I can move on.
“I married you because Mother and Father thought it was a good business decision. They advised me to marry my high school sweetheart so it reflected on them as the perfect parents,” he confesses, dropping the bombshell of my life on me.
My mouth gapes open in shock. It was all a sham…the whole fucking thing.
“We were together nine years, Sterling. Did none of it mean anything to you?” I ask. I’m still in shock, feeling gutted, hurt, and betrayed.
“Of course I did…at first. You were my first love, Crystal. But then I started to resent you. You were like a jail. I never wanted to be tied down; I never wanted a serious relationship, or a fucking marriage. I hated you because you said yes to my proposal.” He spills all of these heavy details on my shoulders. “You agreed to marry me. Why couldn’t you have said no? They would have lost, but you didn’t. You said yes. Why would you want to marry me?” He’s trying to blame me for all of this. What an idiot.
“So it’s my fucking fault for loving you and wanting to marry you? You are unbelievable,” I scream. “But you are right. I wish I would have said no, because I haven’t loved you for a long time. I thought things would change, and I wanted it to work, but it was wishful thinking. I wish I would have said no! I wish I had never met you. I want a fucking divorce, and I want you to get out of my apartment and out of my life. If I never see you again, it will be too soon,” I add. I turn to leave, but then turn for one last comment.
“Oh, and expect the New York Times to hear about this. You and your family are finished, Sterling Hunt. You messed with the wrong woman.” I turn and walk confidently out the door, Hannah following closely behind me.
“Jesus Christ, Crystal. That was incredible. You gave it to that fucking asshole. I am so proud of you,” she squeals as we climb onto the lift.
My head starts to throb, and the last thing I remember is falling into Hannah’s arms, and everything going black.
I wake up with a severe headache and in the hospital with Hannah by my side.
“Hey, you’re awake,” she says quietly.
“Shit. Why am I in the hospital?” I question her, feeling confused.
“You fainted. Your blood pressure is high, and blood sugar is low. All the screaming at Sterling and extra stress doesn’t agree with your poor body. You have to look after yourself, so no more outings.”
“Hey, I thought I heard talking,” Liam’s deep voice says as he enters my hospital room. “You gave us all quite a scare, Crystal. Thank heavens it’s nothing too serious,” he says to me as he smiles, squeezing my hand.
“Yeah, I was very stressed at the time,” I assure him.
“ I am truly sorry about your husband, but please think of it as his loss. Like I told you last week, he is a jerk.” I kind of wish Hannah didn’t tell him. It’s so embarrassing. “Well, actually, now he is a lowlife asshole. But, my point is that you deserve so much better, and your life will change for the better without him in it,” Liam declares. His words always make me smile. He always knows just what to say.
“Thank you, Liam. I needed to hear that. Your wife is a very
“You have no right to say that to me. You don’t know me,” he shouts back to her.
“You are right, Sterling, she doesn’t know you. Hell, I don’t know you. Who the fuck are you? You are a stranger to me,” I yell at him. “Just tell me why you did this? Is it because I’m sick?” I question. I need the truth. “Do you hate me that much that you had to cheat on me? You had to disrespect me and treat me like fucking dirt?” I feel lost.
“You really want to know?” he asks me, looking forlorn for once in his life. I nod. I need this, even if it will hurt like a knife in my heart, but I need closure so I can move on.
“I married you because Mother and Father thought it was a good business decision. They advised me to marry my high school sweetheart so it reflected on them as the perfect parents,” he confesses, dropping the bombshell of my life on me.
My mouth gapes open in shock. It was all a sham…the whole fucking thing.
“We were together nine years, Sterling. Did none of it mean anything to you?” I ask. I’m still in shock, feeling gutted, hurt, and betrayed.
“Of course I did…at first. You were my first love, Crystal. But then I started to resent you. You were like a jail. I never wanted to be tied down; I never wanted a serious relationship, or a fucking marriage. I hated you because you said yes to my proposal.” He spills all of these heavy details on my shoulders. “You agreed to marry me. Why couldn’t you have said no? They would have lost, but you didn’t. You said yes. Why would you want to marry me?” He’s trying to blame me for all of this. What an idiot.
“So it’s my fucking fault for loving you and wanting to marry you? You are unbelievable,” I scream. “But you are right. I wish I would have said no, because I haven’t loved you for a long time. I thought things would change, and I wanted it to work, but it was wishful thinking. I wish I would have said no! I wish I had never met you. I want a fucking divorce, and I want you to get out of my apartment and out of my life. If I never see you again, it will be too soon,” I add. I turn to leave, but then turn for one last comment.
“Oh, and expect the New York Times to hear about this. You and your family are finished, Sterling Hunt. You messed with the wrong woman.” I turn and walk confidently out the door, Hannah following closely behind me.
“Jesus Christ, Crystal. That was incredible. You gave it to that fucking asshole. I am so proud of you,” she squeals as we climb onto the lift.
My head starts to throb, and the last thing I remember is falling into Hannah’s arms, and everything going black.
I wake up with a severe headache and in the hospital with Hannah by my side.
“Hey, you’re awake,” she says quietly.
“Shit. Why am I in the hospital?” I question her, feeling confused.
“You fainted. Your blood pressure is high, and blood sugar is low. All the screaming at Sterling and extra stress doesn’t agree with your poor body. You have to look after yourself, so no more outings.”
“Hey, I thought I heard talking,” Liam’s deep voice says as he enters my hospital room. “You gave us all quite a scare, Crystal. Thank heavens it’s nothing too serious,” he says to me as he smiles, squeezing my hand.
“Yeah, I was very stressed at the time,” I assure him.
“ I am truly sorry about your husband, but please think of it as his loss. Like I told you last week, he is a jerk.” I kind of wish Hannah didn’t tell him. It’s so embarrassing. “Well, actually, now he is a lowlife asshole. But, my point is that you deserve so much better, and your life will change for the better without him in it,” Liam declares. His words always make me smile. He always knows just what to say.
“Thank you, Liam. I needed to hear that. Your wife is a very
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