Hidden Secrets

Wifey Material

"Ms. Harding" a familiar voice calls out and I turn around.

It's the handsome dude. Shame. He has a girlfriend.

"I saw that in there. I have a proposal for you"

"What?" I ask, curious.

"My bestfriend needs a wife and-

"I'm a doctor. A surgeon. Not an actress."

"I know. You don't need to be an actress. You have it in your blood. Please. I really need this. You're perfect for it"

If it was any other day, this would look insane. But today, I'm actually considering it. It'll just pour fuel into the fire for Ryan. Meaning that my revenge gets sweeter.

"Okay"

"Okay? You mean like okay?"

"I mean okay. I'm in"

"Great. Epic. Perfect. I'll-

"Wait. This has been enough drama for one day. Have my card. Call me tomorrow"

"Great thanks" he says and I turn and walk to my car.

I'm officially crazy now.

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The sound of the doorbell wakes me up from my beautiful slumber. After arriving home yesterday, I had to burn all the bed spreads and duvets. I ordered new ones right after but decided to keep that specific one for Ryan. I mean I saw them on it. He must want them. Memories aren't to be thrown away.

I open the door and speak of the devil and he appears

"What are my stuff doing out here Elizabeth?"

"Oh these" I smile, eyeing the bags I left outside the apartment, "I just decided to offer you a helping hand. I mean these are just a bunch of trash anyway. It's not much. So I decided to help you keep them out"

"Elizabeth these are my stuff"

"I never said they weren't. Now it's time for you to go. Hello, Hi, Bye Bye Ryan"

"Look Elizabeth-

"Cut it out Ryan. We met, Hello. We had a date, Hi. We became a couple, Yay. We got engaged, Woohoo. Now we're over, Bye. It happens. Life goes on. Don't make this difficult for yourself"

"Who are you Elizabeth?"

"It's Ms. Harding for you Ryan. I don't want to correct you again. And as for who I am, just the same girl with the same name, just a different mindset and a new game" I wink "Bye Ryan" I close the door on him and roll my eyes.

Where was I again? Oh sleep.

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The shrill sound of my ringtone wakes me up from my enjoyable slumber.

"Hello" I answer, my voice hoarse.

"Hi Ms. Harding. It's me. You asked me to call you. My bestfriend is actually ready to meet up."

"Okay" I say with a yawn

"Where should we meet?"

"I think the Monmouth Coffee Shop will be fine"

"Okay. See you soon then"

I hung up and decide to pull myself out of bed. I already accepted this and I can't decline. Besides, I still think it's an amazing idea and it'll boost up my revenge to a whole new level.

I didn't originally want to do this. Infact, for a minute somewhere I thought of giving Ryan the chance to explain himself. Because one of my principles in life is to always allow someone to defend their actions. I believe jumping into conclusions for someone's actions and attitude can be deadly. As far as it comes to them, they have to get that priviledge.