“Ummm… maybe tomorrow… I’m busy today…”
That was the fifth time Mark had blown me off. I had been trying to get spend some time with him for two weeks now but he was suddenly acting distant and aloof. We had such a great relationship. We connected on every level. I just could not understand why he was behaving this way. But I had a feeling it had something to do with a woman called Kelly.
Last week I had finally had checked his phone. He had made multiple phone calls to someone called Kelly. And when I followed him around he had met up with a woman at some restaurant twice when he was supposed to be at work.
I was so distraught. I couldn’t understand what I could have possibly done to make him cheat on me. All I had done was try and keep him happy by being a good girlfriend. And this was how he repaid me.
Well the time had come for him to pay the price.
“Let’s do dinner tomorrow? Since you’re busy today…” I texted him.
“Is 6:30 okay? I can pick you up.” he replied.
“Sounds good.” I answered.
I was surprised he had said yes. Tomorrow was actually our three year anniversary but I had no doubt he had forgotten like the last two years. I went to bed because I needed to get my rest for tomorrow.
The next day was pretty mundane and eventually I finally got home from the office. I decided to wear a black lace dress and heels for the dinner. And put on some red lipstick- that had always been Marks favourite. Lastly, I put the gloves and revolver in my purse. I wasn’t kidding when I said he would pay the price. No one screws me over and gets away with it. No one. I was going to make Mark disappear the same way I had made the men in my life before him disappear. My phone vibrated and checked to see who it was. It was a message from Mark.
I hurried down the stairs and got into the car.
“Hey, hon,” I said, smiling sweetly.
He still seemed distracted and I knew why. I kept the rage in and tried to make small talk even though he was bringing almost nothing to the conversation.
We got out of the car and I realised he had brought me to the same place he brought Kelly the other night. Had he no shame? He held the door open and I got out.
“Before we go in… I just want to say… that I love you, Anna,” Mark said, kissing my hand.
“I love you too,” I told him. And to be fair, I did. I loved him so much I couldn’t bare the thought of him being with another woman. Especially not some whore named Kelly.
We walked in and to my surprise there was no one in the restaurant. It was filled with flowers and candles. I turned around to ask Mark what was going on only to find him on one knee.
“Anna, will you marry me?” he asked.
“I… what’s happening?” I gasped.
“I’ve been planning this day for a few weeks now. My planner, Kelly, got all this ready and made it perfect for me… for us,” Mark explained.
Oh, so that’s who Kelly was… whoops…
“So, will you marry me?” asked Mark again, looking into my eyes.
“Of course, I will!” I answered, with tears in my eyes.
I needed to find a place to throw out the contents of my purse. But for now, I wanted to enjoy this moment.
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