Page 35 of Blindsided By Fake Love

Yup. Everyone’s eyes are on me, and I chuckle until my gaze falls on Scott. My stomach drops, and my jaw clenches. I blow out a big breath and turn back to Nora.

“Well, isn’t it normal to plan to marry one person and end up married to another?” I ask, arching a brow as Nora slides my cup across the counter. I chuckle as her mouth nearly hits the floor.

“Thanks!” When I walk toward the exit, everyone is still watching me. The surprised, curious expressions pull a full body laugh from me. “Don’t act so surprised, everyone! I swear I haven’t lost my mind. Your pets are still safe.”

Pushing the door open, I take one more glance back, beaming at them all. Just as I step out onto the sidewalk, I hear Scott’s voice, and I groan.

“Kit!” He calls. But I keep walking, pretending not to hear him. “Christy, wait!”

Taking a sip of my coffee, I continue walking. Taking in a deep breath of the smell of spring flowers blooming.

“I need to talk to you.” He puts his hand on my shoulder. My body tenses, and my skin crawls. Scott immediately takes his hand away.

I inhale deeply and slowly exhale, whirling to face him without saying a word. I take a sip of coffee and stare at him. The look he wears is the one that he would always don when he was trying to get his way.

When we were together, it was easier to let him win. But now, we’re over, and I don’t care what he wants.

“So speak,” I say after a few moments of standing there with him just staring at me. I take another sip before asking. “Do you want to tell me what’s on your mind?”

“Can’t we talk about this? I made a mistake and should’ve never left you at the altar.” I just stare at him. Any previous emotions gone. With nothing to say. “Did you hear me?” his voice cracks. “I made a mistake.”

“I heard you.” I lift my cup and take a swig. At this rate, I’m not going to even be able to enjoy my drink. “Was that all?”

Scott’s eyes narrow, and his lips purse for a moment before he catches himself. There’s the Scott I know. “You made a huge mistake marrying him. You know that, right?”

My jaw clenches, and my eyes snap open for a moment. “I did make a mistake.”

“I knew you’d come to your senses.” A big grin crosses his face, and relief fills his eyes. “You can just get a divorce, and we can go back to the way things were—”

I cackle. “No, Scott. You misunderstood me. Beau wasn’t the mistake—you were.” I poke his chest to make sure my words hit home. “You were the mistake.”

I leave him standing there with a shocked expression, sputtering. The birds chirping in the trees, and joy fills me.

As I intentionally walk away from the past I thought was my future, a sense of lightness fills my body.

I don’t turn around. The only way to move is toward the future.

Checking my phone, a warm smile spreads as I read Beau’s last text.

And that future is with Beau.

Chapter Fifteen

Beau

“Ididmakeamistake.”

Kit’s words wash over me in waves of confusion. My gut churns, and my throat constricts. My heart falls to my stomach causing my blood to run cold. Her voice and those words play over and over again.

Rubbing over my sternum, I think of how I felt seeing Scott touch Kit. It took every ounce of control I had not to run over and deck him.

He still thinks the world revolves around him and couldn't care less about how horribly he treated her.

But when I saw Kit’s expression, I knew she had it under control. So, instead of interrupting this time, I waited down the street. Far enough away that I wasn’t intruding but close enough so that I could be there if she needed me.

Raking my hand through my hair, I get in my car and drive off.

I never thought I could feel worse than I did that summer. But I do.

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