Secrets & Lies

17| Lost Loves

"You what? When?" I knew my tone was angry, but I was fucking surprised. I was not expecting her to say that she fucked my brother. 

"It was the night I found the text messages, actually." When I opened my mouth to say something, she held up my hand to stop me. "I have a lot to tell you, Logan." She took a deep breath. "I've been in love with Wyatt since we were teens."

My eyes went wide. She got to her feet and started pacing. I couldn't think or speak as the truth poured out of her.

"Prom night was the first time something happened between us. My date took me to a hotel and I realized he was trying to use me. So, I called Wyatt to come get me."

"I'm sorry, Amelia." If I had known that little fact, I would have gone with Wyatt to kick his ass. 

Amelia took a deep breath before she continued. "So, Wyatt came right away. He comforted me. Then it just...happened."

"You slept together?" How did I not know about this? I thought Wyatt told me everything? I cursed to myself. That's a little hypocritical. There was a lot that Wyatt didn't know about me. 

"We didn't bring it up after it happened," she continued. "I was scared. Maybe he was, too. Then at the graduation party, I told him I loved him."

Amelia told me what happened the night she told Wyatt how she felt. He shut her down and crushed her heart. Then he apparently told her he was going to school at UCLA, which was across the country. 

"So, that's why he went?" I crossed my arms over my chest. "I always wondered. He never mentioned he wanted to go UCLA. What happened next?"

"I thought it was all in my head. Maybe he didn't have feelings for me. After a few months, the awkwardness went away and we were Lia and Wyatt again." She brushed her hair back. "I tried to date, but it just never felt right. Then I realized I needed to make myself move on if I wanted to be happy."

I leaned forward and rested my elbows on my knees. "Then I asked you out."

"Then you asked me out." She laughed a little. "I guess we were both trying to stop pining after lost loves, weren't we?" 

I didn't answer her. I didn't know what to say to that. I still had mixed feelings about what happened between Grant and I. "So when you found the texts, that's the next time something happened?"

Her expression told me the answer before her words did. Yep. Something happened.

"No. When you proposed, Wyatt asked me to go for a walk. He—he kissed me. Then the next day, after our boat ride, he wanted to talk. He told me that he had felt the same way about me this whole time. Even at the graduation party."

"He loves you?"

Her expression was unsure and heartbreaking. "I don't know. He never said that. But I know he has feelings for me. Anyway, that night we got a little carried away and we fooled around. Then we both agreed not to let anything happen because you and I were engaged. And I do love you, Logan. I didn't want to do that to you. I felt horrible." 

I took a few minutes to try to digest everything she told me. She and my little brother were in love. Had been for years, apparently. Now that I thought about it, it seemed so obvious. Not only that, but it made sense. It made so much sense that the two of them would fall in love. 

I felt some anger where Wyatt was concerned, but I was going to deal with that later. For now, I needed to deal with my current problem. The wedding. What the fuck were we going to do? She was in love with the best man and I was in love with my best friend.