Page 3 of Forgotten Desires

Phoebe is right, maybe this will work in my favor. Lord knows I can’t afford to screw around, since I drained my life savings to start up my company.

Not to mention, I’ve been sending my dad money to help with his medical appointments for the last six months without my brothers knowing, and I’m about to have a whole heap of them myself.

Which is something I want to address with them, but it needs to wait until after this wedding and then Asher’s in a few weeks.

I just need to make sure they’re happy before I have them all mad at me.

“This is as good as it’s going to get,” Grady says, looking around.

I smile because it’s amazing. Charlotte and Rowan are going to be so happy. “We did good.”

“We really did.”

We open up the big barn doors and usher the guests in. They fill the room, taking their seats, and many ooh and aah as they see how beautiful it is now. You’d never believe this is the same room where Rowan and Charlotte just got married.

I say hello and make small talk with some of the people at my table. After a few minutes, I head to the bar and get a glass of wine while there’s no line. Once I have my glass, I turn to head back and see the seat next to me is now taken. Good, I get to meet a stuffy billionaire and hopefully win him over.

I take a few deep breaths and get to my seat, and when a pair of ice blue eyes meet mine, my breath stops.

I can’t think. I can’t move. Everything inside of me is screaming that I need to leave. To get out of here.

Because it can’t be him.

Crew.

No. Oh, God. No. No, this can’t be.

My heart is pounding so hard in my chest I swear it’ll bruise. I look at him, trying to piece together how this man is sitting at my brother’s wedding in a chair next to me reserved for Carson Knight.

He stands. “Brynlee.”

“Crew?”

This is not Carson Knight. This is Crew Knight.

“Actually, it’s Carson.”

And then it hits me.

He lied to me. He lied about everything, including his name.

For years I’ve dreamed of this man who I spent a week wrapped up with. A week where I bared my soul to him, allowing him to love me the way I loved him in the limited time we had.

I’ve clung to that feeling. The way he looked at me, touched me, made me feel as though I was everything in the world that mattered.

And then he left me.

I shake my head. No. No, I will not stand here. I turn, feeling sick, and move around the table, past my new sister-in-law, Phoebe, and Addison. One of them calls my name, but I rush into the bathroom and close myself in a stall.

I’m shaking as the reality of my life crashes around me. Crew Knight is actually Carson Knight, who must’ve thought it was cute to change his name for a spring break trip. What an asshole.

I can’t go back out there. I can’t possibly see him, talk to him,sit next to him. Not happening. I’ll just stay here the rest of the day. It’s fine. No one will even notice.

“Brynn?” Charlotte calls and my plan is going to be thwarted, I can feel it.

“I’m not here.”

“Well, since you answered, I know that’s a lie. Are you sick?”

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