The Work Wife

Whole Truths

I walk back to my room in my sports bra because I trashed the pink bride tribe tank as I left the locker room. I am not a part of the tribe. 

My hands are shaking, and I'm unsure who to call. I want to call Emma, but I also want to text Logan. Mina and my other friends have no idea what is going on, and I don't feel like getting them up to speed. I stab the elevator button, and my heart is in my throat as I wait for it to open. 

As soon as I step inside, I realize what my heart has already decided. I'm leaving Mexico. I'm getting away from all of this bullshit and leaving Chase Camden and his bitchy bride behind me. I don't need to do this since it was all a favor to begin with. I no longer feel like helping Ainslee. 

The elevator doors open on the ninth floor, and I'm grateful that Logan and his green eyes and long legs are on the golf course. I don't think I could handle running into him right now. 

I think out of all the revelations Lauren bestowed upon me, knowing Logan was feeding information back to public enemy number one hurt the most. The rest I wasn't all that surprised with, but knowing Ainslee was pulling strings to get me disinterested in her fiancé makes me want to scream. 

I think I need to address that first. 

After I storm into my room, my thumbs hover over my keyboard as I contemplate what to text him. I want to write him a novel about feeling betrayed. I also just kinda want to write him one line about him being a stupid mother fucker. 

I decide on, So, how did Ainslee respond yesterday when you told her what I vulnerably told you about Chase? I hit send and hope I just fucked up his golf swing. I take three steps into the room and drop into a chair to change my flight out of Mexico. I find a nine p.m. flight for tonight and pay the difference to switch. I'll be back in coach, but I really don't care. It's better than Ainslee trying to get me drunk and confess how I feel about Chase. 

I then text Eloise that I have a family emergency and have to leave Mexico immediately. I run her through where all the decor is, the itinerary, and what I was relying on Ana for. I hate that even though I think the bride can suck rocks, I make sure the event details are tidy. 

Why am I like this? 

Eloise immediately tries calling me, but I can't face her yet. I know she just landed and is on her way to the resort, but as soon as I open my mouth, I know I'll start crying. I can't deal with emotions right now. I also don't want to tell her the entire bridal party thinks I am in love with our boss and the guy I have been sleeping with is in cahoots with the bride. There is just too much to unpack there, so I think a vague family emergency is the way to go. 

I dramatically huff once I toss my phone onto the bed. I am so angry, my hands shake as they fling clothes into my suitcase, not bothering to organize it at all. I just need everything crammed in there enough to zip it shut. 

I see my bridesmaid dress hanging in the closet and decide to leave it. I will never put that on, and I never want to see it again. I also toss the silk robe she provided us for tomorrow since mine has Bridesmaid in rhinestones across the back. Don't need that reminder. 

Once I am done cleansing my physical space, I step into the shower and close my eyes under the scalding water to try and tame the pressure that's building behind them. I know my anger is going to make me cry at some point, but I don't want to open those floodgates yet. 

I'm mad at Chase for choosing someone like Ainslee to spend the rest of his life with. 

I'm mad that I may have to find a new job because I don't know if I can stomach hearing about them or their married life.