Becoming Mrs. Seguin

Chapter 39- Shocking News

A ray of sunlight peeked through the window, accompanied by the cool ocean breeze as I slowly awakened, my eyes fluttering open. God, I couldn't remember the last time I slept this well.

As I stretched my arms, the blanket shifted down my body, exposing my completely bare chest. Wait a minute, why on earth did I not have any clothes on?!

I quickly became frantic and looked over my shoulder to see a very naked Tyler lying next to me, the messy pile of sheets between us indicating what had taken place in his bed last night. My eyes wandered down to his tattooed arm, which remained wrapped around my waist as he slept peacefully.

A look of horror instantly formed on my face, mixed with pure guilt and resentment. Did I seriously sleep with Tyler?! What the hell was wrong with me?!

Immediately, I untangled my body from his and climbed out of the sheets, careful not to wake him up. I put a tshirt on from one of his drawers and headed downstairs to grab my clothes from the laundry room.

This couldn't be happening....

How did I allow things to go that far with Tyler? God, I should've known that going to his house meant that I'd end up falling in bed with him.

But damn it he was just so irresistible. And the sex had been absolutely mind-blowing. For crying out loud, I had even taken his tshirt and put it on like it was the most normal thing to do. In fact, it should've felt wrong since I wasn't even his girlfriend anymore. But surprisingly, it didn't.

I actually missed wearing Tyler's clothes because it reminded me of how close we used to be. And the familiar scent of them was something I'd never seem to forget.

To be honest, I couldn't help but feel pity when I saw the way his eyes pleaded for forgiveness last night when I'd told him how much he had hurt me. And as bad as it sounds, seeing Tyler look all vulnerable like that had just made me want him even more.

I was so caught up in the moment, being with my ex again and bringing up our past, that I had totally forgot about reality- the engagement between Damon and I.

Oh god, what if he found out about how I slept with Tyler?

The minute I finished changing back into my own clothes, I sank onto the ground as tears began to fall down my cheeks. It had only been less than a week and already, everything was spinning out of control.

Why did Tyler ever have to crawl back into my life? I'd managed perfectly fine without him all these years.

But he loves you.

I couldn't ignore the voice ringing inside my head, because deep down, I knew that it was true. Tyler did love me, even after everything he had done. I mean, why else would he have come back?

But who's to say that he wouldn't hurt me again?

I had fallen for Tyler once, but I was not going to make that same mistake a second time.

The sound of heavy footsteps descending the stairs disrupted my thoughts and I dragged my feet out of the laundry room to see Tyler searching the house. A look of relief washed over his face when he saw me.

"God, where have you been? I was worried sick!", he exclaimed.

"Like you'd care," I said with a bitter tone, brushing past him to grab my purse from the kitchen counter.

"Jeez, chill out. What's gotten into you this morning?"

"I have to go," I stated.

"Go where?", he asked in utter confusion.