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    “If somebody loves you…won’t they always love you” chpt. 3


    Chapter 3: The aftermath: The truth hurts

    I look across at the beauty before me…she looked thin and she appeared to have looked tired…the bags formed patterns of sacks underneath her eyes…not one but possibe two…her hair looked as though it was without life and so did her clothes…it looked like she gave up hope on herself and possibly the house…she looks at me and says…

    “so where should I start?”

    I respond saying?”

    “how about from the beginning…how did all of this come about?”

    I watched the brunette and she seemed hesitant to answer the question…she wasn’t sure of my reaction and wasn’t sure if she was capable of answering the question at the moment…I glanced over never breaking my eye contact from her…I didn’t did blink before her…I had questions and I wanted answers…this is what she wanted to do was to talk…well I hope she was ready to answer my questions that I had for her…

    Bette swallowed hard and said…

    “do you remember the time when you went down to Palm Springs?”

    I respond saying…

    “yes I remember”

    and that’s when she said…

    “it started there…we kissed that night in the conference room…”

    I closed my eyes and pictured the whole moment…Iswallowed hard and asked the dreadful question…

    “is that the night when you two fucked?”

    Bette jumped back at my town of voice…her body lauguage change tremendously…she wasn’t sure if this was the right moment to talk…and she looked as though she was thinking about whether or not she should’ve let me leave or not…she then said…

    “no…it was a few days after the jail incident…”

    my heart began to beat fast…I found it hard to control the tears that came down my pale cheeks…I couldn’t believe that I was sitting here and hearing all of this unfold before me…I was hurt…I felt worthless and then what made matters worse was that I was pregnant with our child…I respond saying…

    “okay go on…I’m listening..I want you to explain everything from the jail incident down to a couple of nights ago at Provacations…”

    Bette’s eyes opened wide at the request…she didn’t look prepared at all to answer any such questions like the ones I stated…she thought that she could butter me up and apologize like she’s been doing all of those years…nope from forgiving and forgiving left me broken hearted…I glance down at the wedding ring that held my finger close..I begin to fondle it before her…I tell her…

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    1. i am so loving the way u write this story.if illene and company had writtenit this way bette and tina would be back together and wearing those weddingrings.

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