Perfect Mistake ✓

Twenty-Nine.......Shanelle Wilbert

Flashback.......Riley's POV

"I don't know. I just can't fall in love with him, I still need time.", I said.
"Time for what?", May asked.

"My heart is still fragile, you know.", I said.
"Fragile my foot. That's bullshit, and what's making it fragile might I ask.", she said and I looked at her.

"Seriously, like you don't know.", I said.
"Matter of fact Riley I don't, please enlighten me. Because if I were in your shoes I wouldn't waste this opportunity that the universe has given me to love again because I'm sulking over a love story with a bad ending.", she said and I was silent.

Was that what it was with Brayden, all those years just summed up to a love story with a bad ending?

"Plus if you keep this up, one day some old fling of his will come up and might take him away. Then you'll find yourself hearing the quote, you don't know what you've got till it's gone.", she said and shrugged like it was going to happen.

"That can't happen.", I said.
"Oh and what makes you so sure."
"W..well cause.....", I stuttered and she raised her brow asking if there was any reason. But I continued.

"Cause, he told me she lied a very big lie to him.", I said.
"Oh.", her eyebrows went up. "Okay. But do you know her?", she asked but I shook my head.

"Her name?"
"No.", I said and she sighed.

Present Day

After they pulled apart, they both sat down.
"What are you doing here?", Ansel asked.
"Oh, you know me, just catching fun. With the way Las Vegas is, I didn't expect you to be here. If at all with a lady, what is she, a...."

"My wife.", he said interrupting her. She looked shocked but did well at masking it. "Riley, this is Shanelle. Shanelle, this is Riley, my wife.", he said and she looked at me and smiled.

"Oh Ansel, how could you have gotten married without letting me know.", she whined.
"Well I didn't want to put you in the position of, the ex at the wedding.", Ansel said.

"Oh, but I wouldn't have minded. I could be the ex at any wedding.", she sighed. "So what are you both doing here?", she asked.

"We're on our honeymoon.", I said.
"You just got married then.", she said.
"No, we've been married for a while, but we were quite busy at first so...", I trailed on.

"Busy? Don't tell me you're working?", she asked.
"Yeah I am.", I said.
"Why? I mean Ansel is so rich, you're income might not even be up to quarter the profit from his business.", she said.

"Well I gotta be doing something.", I said.
"What do you do?", she asked.
"I'm an interior designer.", I said.
"Interior de... what's that?", she asked.

"I design the interior of houses, event halls and stuff.", I said.
"Oh.", she said then looked at Ansel. "Ansel dear could you get us some drinks.", she requested.

After telling him what we wanted, he left. I looked at him as he went and once I turned back Shanelle was looking at me like she was scrutinizing me, like I was some mysterious creature.

"Why are you looking at me like that?", I asked.
"I'm looking for what he saw in you.", she said. Her once chirpy voice had gone down a tone. It sounded cruel, nothing like the light feathery it was moments ago.

I gave her a confused look.
"I mean, you just seem so plain. When I was with him, it was so obvious he liked girls like me. You know the ones who had everything, but you don't look so bursty.", she said like I was boring.