IMAGINATIONS

KAREN'S POV

“It's not that,” he muttered and held me as I turned to walk away.

“Then what is it? Are you ashamed of me? Because I don't have connections or rich friends or wealthy family and I embarrass you?”

“Karen, please stop. You know I love you and every bit of you.”

“Then why are you hesitant in meeting the people I love?”

“You mean your best friend–”

“Forget it. I have to get back to work.”

He tried to hold me but I brushed off his hand and marched away feeling really stupid.

Jay didn't come after me like he would do. Like I hoped he would. Like any man that loved and wanted a woman would. He allowed me to walk away.

I didn't know which made me more upset–the fact that Jay had never asked about my family or the fact that his mood switched so quickly at the mention of having dinner with my friend. And all I could do as I sat at my desk was boil. The signs would have been there but I chose to ignore them. The big difference between me and Jay. Perhaps Jessica had been right a