Torn Between The Carter Brothers

Addison

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I blinked a few times at the text message, unable to believe my eyes. Despite blinking a bunch of times, the image still remained the same and I gasped in utter shock as I sat up, my heart lurching into my throat while my heart pounded away.

The wedding has been called off?

It really has?

I read through the message one more time, then I slapped a hand over my mouth before I could scream out loud from the amount of happiness whirling through me right now. This is exactly what I had prayed to hear since the moment I got the wedding invite from Marco, and now that it was happening, my joy knew no bounds. I have loved Marco for years, so this news was equivalent

o me winning the damned lottery.

At the wedding yesterday, I had almost fainted countless times. I had thought that despite Marco confessing to still be in love with me, it still wasn’t enough for him to end up changing his decision, out it seemed like I had come to a conclusion fast cause clearly, Marco did end up changing his nind.

Which means since Aisha would be getting out of the picture, I’m the one who’d be replacing her. That was initially my spot before she stole it, and now I’ll just be taking back what’s mine.

Finally… after five good years.

The happiness rushing through me was so intense that it almost made tears of joy fill up my eyes.

I picked up my phone again, fully intending on calling Marco like he had asked me to do in the text. However, I paused as I blinked at the rest of Zane right after I closed Marco’s inbox.

The text whereby Zade had asked me to reach out to him if I wanted him to help replace my dress, and to keep my promise to him. Said promise was the promise I gave him at the club last night, that I was gonna really try to move on and give another man a chance.

and Marco wanted me bzck now, there’s clearly no

Zade’s text again. There was no point in me responding, or to reach out to him to help ‘replace‘ the dress he tore last night. I wasn’t

the text message after a few moments, then I rose from the bed, feeling a little weird on the inside as I packed up my stuff. If I had inked Marco was gonna

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this morning, I definitely wouldn’t have allowed Zade to

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again. We won’t even cross paths again cause

Right?

feeling within me didn’t

packed up, my body hurt from being fucked against the door last night, and I was sore between my legs, which was a constant reminder of what happened last night, when I was trying to forget about it and not be reminded

mind wandered as I sipped on my cup of coffee. So, since Marco was now a single

I sipped on my

winced as I stood up, reminded of Zade all over again. I exhaled breathlessly as I moved across the

I had with Zade ends here in this country. Returning back to LA is me returning back to my reality. And this time, I’ll not return home sad and heartbroken like I had thought, cause Marco was mine once

on my side once

it’s about a week since I left, it felt like it was up to six months. I felt immensely happy to be back home, I’ll be able to sleep in my dear bed which I’ve missed so much. It definitely wouldn’t be as comfortable as the one on the island cause I wasn’t

I called my mother first. I’ve missed

visit.

and I grinned fondly as

mom. I’ll come visit soon, okay?” I breathed