I didn't know what I was supposed to say to that. I missed him too, but I wasn't really allowed to miss him right now. "Yeah, I went out with Bee and her friends. I hope you had a good night with Melissa. Actually, that's why I'm calling. Is she there? She hasn't answered any of my calls, and I..."
"She's been working a lot. She had to go in early this morning too, so she's not here."
"Oh. Okay." I was having a hard time controlling my voice.
"Penny, are you okay?"
"I'm fine. But I have to go."
"Penny, where are you?"
I took a deep breath. "I'm on my way to Kleinfeld's."
"Was Melissa supposed to go with you?"
"Yeah. It's not a big deal though. I've already picked the dress. It's just a fitting. I can do it myself."
"I can come."
"You don't have to do that."
"I want to."
I bit the inside of my lip. "It'll just make Melissa mad. Thanks for offering, but I have to go, Tyler."
"Penny..."
"I'm sorry." I hung up the phone. Now I just seemed to be pushing away the people I was closest to. But if everything was slipping away, I might as well slide down the slope even faster. I might as well end up at the bottom alone if I was losing the only person in the world I loved. I ran my fingers across the picture. I loved him. Why would he do this to me? Was it something I did?
Of course it was. I had been stressed out for weeks. I hadn't had sex with him in days. I was a mess. And it was more than that. It was my biggest fear coming true. I wasn't good enough for him. I had always known that. Maybe he was finally realizing it too.
The car came to a stop and the partition started to lower. I quickly wiped away the tears from under my eyes and slipped the picture into my purse so Ian wouldn't see it.
"We're here...are you okay?"
"I'm fine."
Ian handed me a tissue.
"Thank you." I grabbed it and blotted my eyes.
"Call me when you're done, okay?"
"I'm just going to walk home. Thank you, though."
"James wouldn't want you to do that."
Well James was certainly doing a bunch of stuff earlier this week that I didn't want him to do."I'm not sure he really cares about what I do." I opened up the door and climbed out before Ian could respond. I walked into the building and gave the receptionist my name. In a minute I was being escorted to a room in the back of the store.
I wasn't sure why I was here. I wasn't sad now, I was just angry. Did he even want to marry me? Was he going to sneak around behind my back all the time?
"Are you waiting for anyone?" The woman said and gestured for me to sit in a chair.
I put a smile on my face. "Nope, just me." No one came to dress fittings alone.
"Okay, dear. Let me go get your dress, I'll be right back."
I nodded and took a deep breath.James loves me.He had probably gone to go see Rachel for closure or something. He'd be able to tell me on Sunday night. And Isabella had probably attacked him with that kiss. She was a psychopath. He could explain it all tomorrow night. Everything was fine.I'm fine.I was here trying on a wedding dress because I was going to marry the man of my dreams in one week. Next Saturday James and I would be married and it would be the best day of my life. Isabella couldn't sabotage us. I took another deep breath.