Becoming Mrs. Seguin

Chapter 38- Unfaithful

The following morning, I drove Damon to the airport so that he could catch his flight back to New York. We discussed how to decorate the new house that he had recently bought in Manhattan, but the whole time, my mind was elsewhere.

"When you get to New York, we can go furniture shopping. It'll be fun," Damon said cheerfully.

"Yeah," I replied distantly, keeping my eyes on the road ahead.

"Christine, is something going on? You've been acting strange since the luncheon yesterday," he asked with a raised eyebrow.

"No. Why would you think that?"

"Babe, I know you're lying. What really happened between you and Tyler after the commencement ceremony?"

There was no point in lying about what Tyler had said to me, but never in a million years would I ever tell Damon that I still had feelings for my ex. It'd ruin our whole relationship.

Besides, I'd most likely get over them anyway. I was able to forget about Tyler once, and this time wouldn't be any different.

"Well, after he gave me those flowers, we talked and I told him about our engagement. Boy, was he pissed about it, but in the end, he said that...,"

"What?", Damon prompted, growing impatient.

"He loved me," I finished, turning to look at my fiancé as I anticipated his reaction. To my surprise, he seemed perfectly calm.

"What a pathetic jerk. I sure don't see how Tyler slapping you has anything to do with him loving you," Damon said, chuckling to himself.

"I admit, I was pretty shocked when he told me."

"But do you love him?"

Damon's question caught me off guard for a moment, but then I replied with a simple, "no".

"Really? Because I remember how devastated you were after the two of you had broken up," Damon remarked.

"In case you haven't noticed, I've moved on. Tyler will never get in the way of our relationship, I promise."

"Good. But if he dares to lay a hand on you...,"

"He won't," I said firmly.

After I dropped Damon off at the airport, I headed to my uncle's house to have lunch with him and his wife. They were definitely the people I'd miss most once I left Boston.

Sometimes, I'd wish that my uncle had never told me to go to Castle Island Beach that summer day six years ago. I wouldn't have met Tyler and gotten my heart broken.

But the time I had spent with him was undeniably some of the happiest years of my life. Would we have met somewhere else if I had never gone to the beach that day?

Tyler had always said that the two of us kept running into each other because we belonged together. I used to believe him, but look at where we were now.

As I drove back to the campus that evening, tears began to stream down my face. That jerk wasn't even worth having me cry over him, but I did anyway.

I hated Tyler for ruining everything that we had, but damn it I loved him so much. Then, there was Damon, who would eventually become my husband.

I kept telling myself that things were going the way I wanted them to, but inside, I was turning into a total wreck, slowly losing my grip on reality.

***

After spending the whole weekend packing, I was finally ready to head to New York. I decided that I'd leave tomorrow, since my body was pretty exhausted from lifting all of the heavy boxes into my car trunk.