Page 19 of Mistaken Identity
She was discreet about it, but she couldn’t get over the fact that her “husband” didn’t want her the way she wanted him.
That was another secret I’d be taking to my grave.
I would never tell Audric that Laney had loved him so deeply that she’d thought up a hundred and one different ways to get him where she wanted him.
Eventually, she’d found a way.
I hadn’t been super happy with her taking advantage of Audric in a vulnerable position, but in the end, it was always Audric’s decision.
He’d been a grown-ass adult, who was I to tell him that he had made a poor choice?
She’d have paid for his debts even if he hadn’t agreed to marry her.
Then again, I would’ve done the same to help pay off the debts of my son’s and mother’s illnesses if it meant my dad could live his half-life debt-free.
But this?
What the hell was I supposed to do with this?
I felt terrible.
I’d felt terrible since the moment I learned about it and Laney made me keep the secret.
Then again, when I’d learned about it, I wasn’t doing so hot.
I had more things to worry about than Laney’s affair with one of Audric’s best friends.
And they were best friends.
The way they were cutting up and laughing for the last hour and a half was damn near heart-wrenching.
These two men were close.
Really close.
How could Laney do that?
She could’ve chosen any man in the world, and she chose that one?
If they ever found out, how would they stay friends?
Honestly, I didn’t think they could.
Hence why I’d stayed silent for so long.
My guilt was keeping me feeling like shit about not telling them, but my common sense knew that this wasn’t going to work once they did know.
And I had no doubt that he’d eventually figure it out.
How could they not?
Every time I saw Lottie, I wondered if there were similarities between Cakes and Lottie. I hadn’t actually met Cakes, but I thought I’d noticed him at the veteran’s center in downtown Dallas.
Fuck.
Fuck, fuck, fuck!
I mean, this man named Cakes had a kid that he wasn’t getting to raise. He was missing all the great moments.
