Two Week Honeymoon (SAMPLE NOW ON AMAZON)

2 - Kinsley (EDITED)

Love grows further within you when there's trust in the relationship. However, when that trust is betrayed, love quickly dies. And when your partner cheats on you, I believe it doesn't happen from a lack of love. I feel it comes from an insufficiency of respect and selfishness.

Tristan's always shown me love. And he's given me everything I always wanted, as I did in return. But somewhere in our relationship, something went wrong. And that's okay—things happen. I'm just glad I discovered what I had before we said our I do's. The last thing I want to do is spend all my money on a dream wedding that'll only soon end in a messy divorce.

"So, when will you fill us in with what you're up to?" Alondra asked as I lifted the doormat outside Tristan's front door to grab his spare key. "And what were those strange comments about Tristan you said to us earlier?"

"What I said to you girls is true," I told my friends as I shoved the key into the door lock. Then, with my hand on the door handle, I turned, facing Alondra, smiling. "Remember when you told me you saw Tristan and Harvey at the mall and thought it seemed like they were acting a little too friendly with one another?"

"Yeah," Alondra acknowledged, her eyes slowly widening. "Why?"

"Well. You were right about what you saw. They have been a bit friendly with one another... and. They involved Miranda with their sexual escapades."

All the girls, in unison, squealed, "What?!"

I opened the door for them, saying, "Apparently, Harvey and Tristan discovered they're into open-faced sandwiches and polishing sausages."

"No way! Are you serious?" Jasmine vocalized, surprised as she stepped inside. "If that's true. How the hell have you been so quiet? And why haven't you said anything to us about it until now? The night before you get married?"

I set my bag on the floor, then turned to my curious friends, giving them my reasoning behind my zipped lips. "I haven't said anything because I'd been plotting my revenge since finding out, and I didn't want it getting back to Tristan."

"None of us would've said anything," Trisha said. Looking at me with a hurt look in her eye and her hands firmly gripping her hips, she wondered, "Now I'm curious, and I'm sure the others are as well. How long have you known about this?"

"About a week or two after Tristan returned from his "work trip" two months ago," I said, finger-quoting work trip.

Jasmine's face turned to shock.

"Girl, how have you been so calm all this time? I would've immediately confronted my man if I learned he was betraying me. Actually, I wouldn't have confronted him. I would've gone Mike Tyson on him! How on Earth did you not beat the shit out of him after you found this out?"

It was hard not to. There were many times I had a chance to show him what I knew and beat the crap out of him, but I chose to wait for the right time to expose his infidelity ways—our wedding.

I shrugged a shoulder. "I figured the best way to get revenge would be to remain calm and play it off by acting as if I knew nothing. Since I knew the wedding was only a couple of months away, I felt the best way to wreak vengeance on Tristan would be to embarrass him in front of his family at the wedding."

"Is this why he asked that you go cheap on the wedding?" Kristine asked.

"Probably," I nonchalantly said. "Tristan's dad did lose a lot of money when the stock market crashed. That wasn't a lie. But in all honesty, I don't believe his parents asked for their money back. Instead, I feel Tristan wanted me to go cheap because he had a guilty conscience. He knew he'd been unfaithful and felt guilty that his parents were paying for our wedding. So, not wanting to upset them, he lied to me, telling me his parents wanted their money returned. Then, he insisted I go cheap to save him the embarrassment of his parents paying for a high-end wedding that he knows will fall apart."