Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 75891 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 379(@200wpm)___ 304(@250wpm)___ 253(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75891 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 379(@200wpm)___ 304(@250wpm)___ 253(@300wpm)
To make matters worse, he introduced me to her; she smiled in my face the few times we met. We socialized at a few of his company's soirees, where some of his colleagues knew me and knew that we were in a relationship. It was this point that made me do what I did.
The fact that these two imbeciles thought they could play me for a fool just rubbed me the wrong way. I wasn’t sure how far they had gone when I started putting my plans in motion, but I knew it was only a matter of time. I didn’t miss the subtle flirting, even when I was present, or the secret looks between those two.
And then the whispers started in our friend circle. It wasn’t fun pretending to be dumb, deaf, and blind to what was going on around me, but I knew I had to play it right. If I made a scene, it would hurt me more than them, I was sure, and I’d end up looking weak. I couldn’t have that.
Once I got that feeling in the pit of my stomach, I knew that there was more to the whispers than conjecture and speculation. That’s when I sat down and thought about the situation. Now, if Dale had come to me like a man and broken things off so he could go on with his life, I would’ve respected that. But he lied to my face. You only lie to fools and people you don’t respect.
So, after a full weekend spent looking inward, I decided to play the game. I wanted out at that point, whether the affair was an actuality or not, but I was still giving him the chance to come clean; I thought I owed us that much, at least. He’d stayed with me all those years, knowing that he wasn’t the love of my life, and I told myself that I was willing to let him go if he’d found that with someone else. No harm, no foul.
But then Charlotte, the side piece, started acting cute. This chick was smirking every time she saw me, like she knew something I didn’t. It was her behavior, more than anything, that set me on the course of action I took.
One day, just out of the blue, it was as if something switched off for me. You see, I was being soft because of the fact that I wasn’t in love with Dale and had never been. So, I couldn’t very well begrudge him finding his one true love if that is what this was, but the difference is I was upfront and honest with him from the very beginning.
It’s not my fault that he convinced himself that he could make me fall in love with him, but still, we had been there for each other, and we were a team. But when that switch happened, I started looking at things a bit differently.
Had I not been honest with him from the start, his actions may have been excusable. But the fact that I had been and he had accepted changed everything. What it boiled down to was the fact that he was playing me for a fool.
Not only that, he and his side bitch were basically laughing at me behind my back, whether literally or figuratively. That is the point where I decided that even if they had not yet crossed the line, they had done enough to warrant my wrath.
So, what did I do? I weighed the pros and cons of the situation. I paid attention and kept my eyes and ears peeled. Once I was sure that it wasn’t just my imagination, I put my plan in motion.
You see, I had decided that since those two wanted to play me, I was going to destroy them. They may have forgotten, but I didn’t, that there is such a thing as a fraternization clause at their company. But that wasn’t all I was after. Dale and I shared the same friends, give or take a few.
I was damned if I was going to lose any of them to these two morons. Friendships I had cultivated over the years will not be lost because he couldn’t keep it in his pants. I was not about to lose anything, least of all my dignity, and definitely not my tribe.
So, I went into stealth mode. The game had been set in play. I no longer wanted the man, but that did not mean some smarmy twit with more tits than brains was going to muddy my waters. At some point, I developed a real hate for this girl, Charlotte. She not only broke girl code, but that twit smiled in my face and pretended we were, if not friends, then acquaintances.
So, while those two thought that they had me fooled and had pulled the wool down over my eyes, I was moving in the shadows. I started making excuses whenever there was anything to do with his job. Those dinners I once attended with him, the get-togethers for the company, any and everything, I begged off. I smiled whenever I ran into Miss Hot Pants, never once letting on that I knew what she was up to.