Betrayal

Hi I'm Aiden and I'll be your narrator for this story, I'll try my best to make the story as fun as I can but if you have a problem with the story it's all the Author's fault. Okay, now that we're done with introductions let's dig into the story.....

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An atrocious night...

"I have to hurry up it's almost midnight"

"Hope he likes it" A lady roughly in her early maybe mid-twenties mouthed as she clung on to a couple of items which included her purse and a mini basket filled with roses, a bottle of Bromanee-Conti, a box of cupcakes and a Trolex Cosmograph Daytona watch, she searched through her bag for the keys to the apartment, seems familiar with the area but that doesn't explain why she tiptoed up the stairs like a weaponless burglar.

Moving further up the stairs she heard strange sounds coming from the primary bedchamber.

She was quite taken aback by the sounds so she dropped her little basket to clearly assess the situation, and find out who or what was making such a long moan which echoed through the room and bounced off the walls, thus she took a peek through the glass windows, the curtains were rolled down but there was a little space she could peek through.

Only to see her soon-to-be husband wrapped up in the arms of another woman.

The sight was simply horrific she just watched as her future husband kissed and caressed another woman so passionately, how he gently whispered sweet words into her ears, stroking and pulling on her hair so roughly yet so gently.

She bared the intense lovemaking session till she just couldn't take it anymore.

Any normal person would be tearing up after witnessing such a betrayal from someone you hold so dear but she did even produce one drop, not a single tear.

NOTHING! No tears

When she thought she finally found the one her entire world came crashing down, her happily ever after crumbled into irreparable pieces.

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Earlier that week.....

(Two days ago)

Two twenty-year-olds in an alcove studio, One was busy styling her brown hair while the other was in her lingerie getting dressed in a formal attire: a button-down shirt, a cute blazer and tailored pants. After she puts on her outfit, she packed her black hair into a sleek ponytail.

"I'll get going, Bree"

"No breakfast again right"

"You know I have to get to work early I'll have breakfast there"

"You've been working your butt off all summer Agnes"

"I need the money"

"For a petty watch"

"We are stuck here eating microwave food for dinner every night and you spend your money on a gift for that idiot"

"He's not worth it"

"Watch your tongue Bree he is my fiance!"

"Fiance my foot"

"You don't know him so keep your opinions to yourself, he gets me gifts too"

"He gets you chocolate and flowers and you're happy with it, he can afford to move you to a bigger apartment better still invite you to live with him but no he doesn't do any of that and you call him a fiance in the twenty-first century while the engaged couple doesn't live together? You want to get him a Rolex while he would probably get you some wilted flowers which he got from some downgrade flower shop"

"It's the thought that counts Bree"

"The thought! Agnes listen to yourself you are living in a fantasy" Bree glared at her hopelessly.

"Just stop it, Bree!! I'm off to work see you later urgh" Agneas spiralled out of the apartment.

-She'll never learn - Bree thought.