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This story is part of the Weak In The Knees Romance Anthology.
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My last words to Caiden Smith were that I hoped he choked to death, but I didn't mean it literally.
We dated for a couple of months but it didn't work out. To be fair, I had stopped thinking about him after the first half of my Ben & Jerry's ice cream tub, and I hadn't heard from him for over a year. Until yesterday, when I got a call from his lawyer.
In his serious business-like tone, he informed me that Caiden had stomach cancer and that he passed away. He mentioned something about his will and how I needed to be there when he read it to the family, but my mind was still wrapping up on the fact that Caiden passed away. He might have been a douchebag, but I didn't wish him death. I always hoped he'd fall in love and his girlfriend would cheat on his lying ass, but I'd never wish something like cancer on him.
It was probably a mistake. I couldn't be in his will. We weren't even friends. Plus, Caiden didn't love me. Hell, I hadn't been in love with him either. I did like him too much for my own good, but I was glad I found out about him sleeping around before I actually fell in love. Granted, I wished I hadn't caught him in the act with my neighbor, but I always thought that it just wasn't meant to be.
Going to his funeral didn't seem right. I was just one of his ex-girlfriends, one of many, probably. Yet, Mr. Williams, Caiden's lawyer, stressed out that I needed to go, and that it was one of Caiden's last wishes. Man. He knew how to make people feel guilty. Despite Caiden being Caiden, I was intrigued by this whole scheme. Plus, I also felt bad for him. Cancer was a bitch. No one deserved to suffer through it.
I agreed reluctantly, and less than five minutes later I had a plane ticket on my email. The man was efficient. Not that I would have expected less from someone that worked with Caiden. The guy was a womanizer, but he was also a brilliant businessman and a great chef. He owned one of the most popular and ridiculously expensive restaurants in Los Angeles, the Mea Culpa. That's how we met.
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