The Truth

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"Good day everyone" I say to the few people present in the board room.

I sit down waiting for the meeting to begin. Two minutes later someone walks in, Jacob. 

Our eyes meet for a second before he looks away.

So I  am right, he is mad at me.

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"And what level of profit do you envisage?"

We've been here for almost two hours now and I'm finding it hard to keep my eyes open.

Out of boredom my mind travels to the flashback I had earlier.

I'm a hundred percent sure something happened that day.

"Mrs Dovine. Are you okay?"

My attention is brought back to the meeting as all eyes turn my way.

"Um yeah. Yes I'm fine. Proceed"

The meeting drags on and finally comes to an end, with little input from my end.

I'm so exhausted I could just fall. I grab my handbag and walk out.

"Leigh-Ann"

Without turning around to see who the person is, I already know who it is.

I face him and arch a brow.

"Yeah?"

"Are you alright? You zoned out in the meeting"

What actually is his problem?

First he gives me a mind blowing orgasm then he ignores me right after then now he's acting concerned.

It's probably all part of the act.

"I'm fine" I reply sharply and turn on my way again.

"Let me drive you home. You look a bit tired"

Say no Leigh. Stand your ground.

"Thank you but Tom's here since he drove me to work this morning"

Guilt passes he's eyes for only a second before they're back to being hard again.

"Alright as you wish."

Then he turns his back to me and walks off.

Anger bubbles in me.

He's giving me mixed signals.

One minute he's hot and the next he's cold. Maybe all the things people say about him are true after all.

Tom drives me back to the office and I get a bit of work done before he drives me back home.

I take a shower once I get to my room and dress in my most comfortable pyjamas.

I had skipped lunch so I'm famished.

Downstairs, I warm up the dinner Amelia cooked and ate it all even getting myself a second helping.

The front door opens and closes and I leave the kitchen to see Jacob coming in looking untidy.

His tie hung loosely on his neck and his shirt was crumpled.

He sees me and freezes. His eyes slowly widening. 

He's acting strange.

That's when I see it, the lipstick on his shirt.

There were many lip prints scattered all over his shirt it almost looked like a design and it sure wasn't there in the afternoon.

My heart shatters. Tears form and blur my vision.

"Leigh-Ann it's--"  his voice is slurred.

I don't give him a chance to finish because I'm running up the stairs two at a time.

That bastard!

I run to bed, burying my head in my pillow and letting the tears flow.

I was wrong.

All those times I would catch him looking at me. The way he cared for me. The tenderness in his voice when he spoke to me.

It was all because of the accident. He's actually an asshole who cares about no one but himself. 

Everybody is right. 

I cry harder into my pillow until eventually I get exhausted and fall into a dreamless slumber.

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P.S: I was sick when I wrote this chapter...but I'm all good now.  :)

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