Hardin Scott has been madly in love with Tessa Young since the moment he first laid eyes on her, but there's no way she could ever see him as anything more than a friend. After all, he's a bad boy with a promiscuous past and she's a sweet and innoce...
The school week drags on and it's Thursday now. Things between Hardin and I still feel off at times, and Emma is a heartbroken mess.
I spend most of the day at school with Emma. I still feel responsible for what happened with Noah, but she insists it's not my fault.
Hardin and I drive home together when the day is over. The car ride home is mostly silent and so is the walk to the apartment.
"I'm so glad to be home," I say as I walk into the apartment.
"Me too, Tess. Um... how was Emma today?"
"She's still a mess."
"Fucking Noah," Hardin mumbles angrily.
"I agree," I sigh.
"Shit, we forgot to check the mail."
"I'll go check it."
"Okay, Tess. I'm just going to take a shower."
"Okay, Hardin. Then, maybe we can order some takeout. I don't feel like cooking tonight."
"Sure."
"Okay, I love you," I say before I leave to head to the mailbox.
Just as I'm opening the mailbox and retrieving some bills and flyers, I hear the most dreadful voice. "Hey, Tammy," Janine says from behind me.
"It's Tessa," I reply angrily.
"Right... How's Hardin?"
"That's none of your business," I say as I slam the mailbox.
As I push past Janine, she grabs onto my arm, stopping me from leaving. I turn around to face her.
"I think there's something you need to know," she says and then lets go of my arm.
"Oh, yeah? And what's that?" I roll my eyes at her.
"Hardin isn't the type to settle down with just one woman. Back in London he was in a different girl's bed every night. Mine more than the others, though," she boasts.
"He's not that man anymore, Janice," I sneer and turn to leave.
"Are you sure?" she calls out to me and cackles.
As I'm riding up in the elevator, her words keep running through my head. Of course he's not that man anymore. I mean, things are a little rocky for us right now, but he loves me more than anything else in the world. I know it.
As I walk into the apartment, I hear Hardin is still in the shower, so I toss the mail on the counter and walk into the bedroom. We left in such a hurry this morning and I didn't have time to make the bed, so I decide to do that before Hardin gets out of the shower.
As I'm making his side of the bed, I notice something jammed between the mattress and the headboard. I go to pull it out and I can't believe what I'm holding in my hands. It's a blue lacy bra. I don't own a blue bra. This isn't mine.
As I'm staring down at the piece of lingerie in my hands, I feel the room start to spin. I feel nauseous and like I'm about to vomit. Hardin cheated on me... and with Janine.
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