Chapter 21

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A few months later

*Enrique's POV*

''Ok baby, take care'' I say as I hang up. Y/N called to tell me she'll be home late because she is going out with some work friends. She has gotten happier since she started working. I think it is because she has Jane. 

A couple of hours later I decide to do something I almost never do - to bake. It's only 8pm and I'm bored. Plus, it would be pretty fun to see Y/N's reaction when she comes home. Speaking of her, I have to call her to ask where the freaking mixer is, I can't find it anywhere. Only she knows where she puts these stuff.

To my surprise, the phone rings only once before it's picked up. My blood starts to boil as soon as I hear a quite rough male voice.

''Uh hello?'' I ask, confused and angered.

''Hello who is this?'' the male voice answers. How does he dare ask me who it is when it is me who should ask that? Why is another man answering my girlfriend's phone?

''No, who are YOU?'' I ask as I accentuate the last word.

''I'm Matt. So now who are you?'' he sounds amused and there is loud music and voices in the background.

''What are you doing?'' I hear Y/N's bothered voice in the same background and I hear as she roughly takes the phone from the guy's hand. ''Hello?'' she asks as the phone is at her ear, I'm guessing.

''Y/N, who was that? Why is a man answering your phone?'' I ask, still as confused as before.

''That was Matt, my colleague'' she answers with a sigh. She sounds a bit tipsy. ''I'm sorry, I was at the loo and left my phone on the table. I didn't know you were going to call and I really didn't expect Matt to dare to even touch my phone''. I nod, as if she could see me. ''I am really irritated right now, I'm sorry for that'' she says again.

''I see. That hurt though, I thought you..'' I stop myself and bite my tongue so I don't go on

''You thought what?'' she asks, her voice raised.

''Nothing'' I say, hoping this stops here.

''I said..you thought what, Enrique?'' she is clearly aware of what I was going to say, but she wants to hear it from me.

''Fuck, let's stop here. I didn't think anything'' I say.

''Fucking answer me, man!'' she yells. ''Tell me what the fuck you thought!''

Yup, there it goes. ''I thought you were with another man''.

''How dare you think that when you know it's you and only you I love? You want me to fucking trust you, but where is the trust from your part?'' she asks, clearly upset and bothered.

''I'm sorry, I think you would've thought the same if a woman answered my phone. That's what you think in the heat of the moment'' I explain myself. I know she is angry now. Angry that I thought she cheated on me.

''I'm sorry that you think that about me. I thought the same about you once, we've gone through this before and said that it wouldn't happen again, for our own sake'' Her voice seems like she is about to cry. ''Maybe this is not right'' she says more quieter than before.

''What exactly is not right, Y/N?'' I ask, my heart starting to beat really fast.

''Us'' she says shortly and sadly.

''Of course it's right. What are you saying, Y/N?''

''I'm saying that..maybe we're not made for each other. Maybe we are not meant to be'' I know she already has tears streaming down her face. By now, I have that too. Why is she saying that?

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