Chapter 31

Sarah's

POV.

The cafe was cozy, with soft lighting and the comforting scent of freshly brewed coffee filling the air.

Wesley was already seated at a corner table, his usual spot, looking relaxed and content.

As I walked in, I felt the tension in my chest grow. I'd been replaying Richard's message in my mind over and over again, trying to make sense of it, but nothing sat right.

Could Wesley really be using me to get back at Richard? It seemed impossible. He had always been so kind, so supportive.

But then again, why would Richard make something like that up?

Wesley smiled as I approached the table, standing to greet me with a hug. His touch was normally comforting but it felt strangely foreign today. I forced a smile in return, but my mind was racing. "Hey, you," Wesley said, his voice warm. "You look tired. Is everything okay?"

I hesitated for a moment before answering. "Just... a lot on my mind."

I wasn't ready to let him know what was really bothering me. I needed to be sure, to hear it from him before I jumped to conclusions.

He gestured for me to sit, and I slid into the chair opposite him, keeping my face as neutral as possible.

"Long night?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

I nodded, taking the coffee cup the waiter placed in front of me. "Yeah, something like that."

Wesley didn't seem to notice my unease.

He leaned back in his chair, casually talking about the latest developments in his business.

Normally, I would have been interested, even excited to hear him talk about his work.

something else. I was listening for clues, for

and conversational. "What's the plan for the next few months? Expanding

"Yeah, I've got some big plans in the works. It's all about positioning, you

don't. "Getting ahead of the competition

my coffee, hiding the tightness in my throat. "So, is that why you got involved with my company? You saw potential... or something

saw potential, of course. Your business is on

pounding in my chest. "But

business, Sarah. In

be someone you upset along the way. But that's how

punch to the gut. Just business. Was that all I was to him? Just another

could feel the betrayal bubbling up inside me. "And... Richard?" I asked, my voice barely above

I... well, we've crossed paths before. Nothing personal, though. Like I said,

the ceramic warm against my

me, the way he

wasn't because he cared about me. It was because he wanted to

in. Richard had been right all along. Wesley had been using me, manipulating me, just to get back at

stood up abruptly, the chair scraping against the floor as I pushed it

full of confusion, but

in my eyes, but I blinked them away. "I am

out, grabbing my hand gently, but

heading for the door. My head was

swung shut behind me, and the cool air hit my face

world felt like it was closing in on me, the betrayal too fresh, too raw. How could I

had been by my side when everything fell apart with Richard. He'd been my

about me? Or was I just a pawn in some twisted game between

where I was going, just needing

I got home, I dropped my bag on the floor

been holding back finally spilled over, and I let

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