Jones POV
I've been in love once and she completely broke my heart. Shattered it into pieces that can never be put back together. After her I swore I'd never let myself fall inlove again, I made a promise to myself that I'd never let someone in.
I thought it would be easy to honor that promise. I thought if I kept a distance that it would be impossible for me to catch any kind of romantic feelings towards anyone but-
I put my head in my steering wheel second guessing my own thoughts. Refusing to think what I already know to be true.
After sitting with my complex thoughts I finally made my way inside the house meeting up with my wife who has already made her way inside. I threw my keys in the bowl
"Why'd it take you so long to come inside." I heard from behind me, I didn't even bother to turn around.
"I needed a moment" I looked over my shoulder to her standing with a glass full of wine. Great, she's been drinking.
"Why don't you love me anymore?" She questions with a pitched voice. I know this isn't a genuine question, she's just trying to get a rise out of me. "What did Victoria have that I didn't?"
"My god Vivian! Why are we still talking about this?" I turned around feeling the heat fuming out of my face. "Even if she did have anything you made sure she didn't"
I watched her drown the last sip from her cup "is this why you resent me" hear her heels hitting against the wood floor getting closer. "Just admit that you resent me"
I looked over her head peering at the front door, avoiding her dominant gaze "And Why would I resent you?"
She chuckled which caused me to break from the door down to her. She put her hand on my shoulder trailing her hands up to the back of my neck. I threw her hands back "what do you want from me."
"Isn't it obvious? I want Camila back! The girl I married all those years ago."
I brushed past her making my way to the kitchen "you mean the girl you were supposed to help? but instead of doing your job to protect her you traumatized and damaged her more. that girl you once knew is gone Vivian, sorry to break the news" I leaned against the counter looking at her. She isn't happy and I can tell by the way She's staring from across the room. No smile or emotion plastered her face. She's mad she can't get a rise out of me but little does she know I'm on the verge of breaking down. She thinks my lack of love has to do with other women when in reality it has everything to do with her and who she is as a person. A manipulative compulsive monster is what she is. She didn't say anything so I knew this competitive argument was over. I exited the kitchen making my way upstairs to the bathroom. I took a look in the mirror quickly looking away feeling too ashamed and disgusted to look at myself. I stripped my clothes and turned on the shower. After the water got warm enough I stepped in, snatching the curtains close behind Me. I stepped under the water pressure drenching myself. I threw my head back moving my wet hair to the back.
The thought of you crossed my mind yet again. You intrigue me Stephanie, for some reason your presence has a magnetic pull on me. You make it hard to stay away no matter how much I know I need to. It's so much I wish I could say, so much I wish I could explain but it would only put you in harm's way. I can't let what happened to Victoria happen to you.
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Romancecurious twenty-three year old Stephanie Caine unexpectedly stumbles across something that has her questioning everything including her sexuality. she prides herself on morals and priorities but she finds herself overstepping her boundaries for the s...