Chapter 2
Tears of heartbreak and humiliation streamed down my face.
Aiden’s words echoed in my head, each syllable destroying what was left of my self–worth.
If I hadn’t heard it myself, I wouldn’t have believed the guy who’d passionately made love to me last night could be the same person. I guess you don’t need love to be intimate. Even in those moments of intense passion, lies can still fall from your lips.
What I foolishly thought was the start of something real was just a joke to them.
The more I cried, the worse I felt, trying to muffle my sobs as my body shook.
After what felt like forever, my phone buzzed.
Aiden: [Take an Uber home. Got plans with the guys tonight, can’t drive you.]
I didn’t respond.
Aiden: [Don’t forget to get Plan B yourself, I’m busy today. Make sure you take it, k?]
I stared at the messages, speechless.
Last night, from dusk till dawn, Aiden had been insatiable. Before we fell asleep exhausted in each other’s arms, he’d drowsily whispered twice: “Sorry I wasn’t more prepared. I’ll get you Plan B first thing
tomorrow.”
He’d even lectured me about taking care of myself, insisting I needed to take the pill to protect my health.
Back then, I thought he was being responsible. I thought I’d finally found my happiness.
And now…
Reality hit me like a bucket of cold water.
I dug my nails into my palms, forcing myself to stop crying. After cleaning myself up, I left the bathroom.
Too embarrassed to go to the pharmacy, I ordered Plan B online. Even then, I waited forever after the delivery driver left it at my door before sneaking out to get it.
After swallowing the pill through tears, I collapsed onto my carpet, completely drained.
Ever since Aiden’s family moved next door, I’d followed him around like a lost puppy – for ten whole
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