Chapter Ten

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    It was one week until the wedding. I was a nervous wreck. I wasn’t afraid, though. When you’re in love, you know what you have to do to spend the rest of your life with that person. I was sure I had made the right choice. No, positive. I had never met someone as amazing as the person I planned on spending the rest of my life with. It was just like I was complete. I had, finally, found my other half.

  Out of all the men in the world. Robyn was choosing me. I had waited a long time to have her, to make sure she was mine and I was hers forever. Maybe it was a little soon to be getting married; we’d only known eachother for a year! But we knew what we wanted. And we wanted to be married.

  I was jarred out of my thoughts when my cell phone rang. I picked it up, smiling at the caller ID. “Hey. I was just about to call you.”

  Robyn sighed. “Oh, I’ve had a terrible day. Is there somewhere we can meet?”

  “Yeah, sure. Something wrong?”

  There was a pause. “I don’t know. Maybe?” Robyn sighed. “I dunno. I’ll just feel a whole lot better after I see you.”

  I nodded, already walking out the door. “I’m on my way. Wanna meet at Starbucks?”

  “Sounds great. See you in a bit.” Before I could add anything more, she hung up.

  She was waiting for me at a table in the back corner. I looked her over quickly, looking for any signs that she was in distress.

  “Hi,” she said to me as I made my way over.

  “Hi,” I replied a little breathlessly. “You okay?”

  Robyn nodded and sat back down. “I will be. I just think we need to talk.”

  I sat down warily. “Okay.”

  She watched me for a long moment, giving me the perfect time to worry inside. “It’s about the wedding.”

  “You think it’s too soon,” I guessed.

  Robyn shook her head. “No. It’s not that. I….I just don’t think it’s right. Maybe….maybe you’re right. Maybe it is a bit too soon.”

  “That’s okay. We can push it back.”

  Robyn sighed, and I found the distress I had been looking for in the first place. She leaned over and grasped my hand, her eyes looking softly into mine. “I can’t marry you.”

  I blinked, not really knowing what to say. A million emotions swarmed through me. Confusion, hurt, maybe a little bit of anger. “Than why did you say yes?”

  “Because I wanted to marry you then….” She sighed. “The truth is…”

  “Robyn. Why’re you crying?” I asked, panicking a little.

  Robyn hid her face from my view. “I’m sorry, Jesse. I’m so sorry.”

  I gripped her fingers tighter. “Robyn, what’s going on? Why’re you so upset?”

  “I slept with someone else,” she whispered so faintly I barely caught it.

  For a minute I didn’t even breathe. My hand went limp in hers. This was the farthest thing I had ever thought she would say. I could believe her not wanting to get married, and I could see her breaking it off entirely. But I never would have thought her capable of….

  “Who?” I asked, trying to keep my voice even and emotionless.

  “Does it matter?”

  “Of course it matters!” I caught myself and lowered my voice. “Tell me it was a mistake. Tell me it wasn’t anything more. Tell me you don’t even remember the guy’s name.”

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