Chapter 2

Chapter 2

LAYLA’S POV

I was trying to figure out what they were talking about so I started approaching Nate’s office but stopped on my track when I saw her coming out and I felt frozen.

The woman that was chatting with Nate… my husband with that singsong voice and beautiful smile, I was no other than Chloe, Nate’s ex.

What is she doing here?

Chloe and Nate had been dating in high school, they were the perfect match because both of them were A-level students and attractive. Everyone was jealous and wanted their relationship. They were older than me with class and age so I was invisible to both of them even though I was really in love with Nate.

Nate had been happy around Chloe, and that had never really been the case when he was around me. Which made me feel what I felt when we were in high school all over again. Chloe was smart and beautiful and funny, which was everything, she was that perfect girl and I knew that I couldn’t beat her.

I didn’t want them to see me so I decided to hide, I’m going to wait till they are done before I approach Nate to give him his dinner. I don’t get why I always hide when I’m his wife, this wasn’t high school where I’ll hide all the time just to get a peek at Nate. I’m his wife now and I should stop hiding but I didn’t know how to make the old habit die and I also liked being in the shadow which meant less drama and attention.

I didn’t get why Chloe was back, I mean she left for LA to pursue her dreams of being a lawyer and as far as I know that was the point when they parted ways so why is she back now? Chloe has always been that extravagant and classy girl that I couldn’t stand close to because I knew I was too normal to be like her or even her friend. I wouldn’t even be surprised if she was the one that Nate really loved because she was his type and also his love in high school. I kept on hiding waiting for the time they were going to be done with their conversation.

Seeing her again made me feel like I was thrown back to the school years all over again, when I was self-conscious, self-doubtful and afraid of other people’s attention, even though I had tried my best to grow and push my limits throughout the years. When I got married to Nate, I tried even harder just so I could be more like a match to him.

But now I knew I still wasn’t.

I waited for a while before coming off my thought. I decided to proceed to the office but I bumped into someone making the whole meal spill.

“Ouch” I heard as I looked up to realize that it was Chloe.

“I’m so sorry” I quickly apologized.

“Oh gosh Layla?” she squealed forgetting the fact that I had just bumped into her. I was surprised she remembered me because I wasn’t one of the unforgettable faces in high school.“what are you doing here?’ she questioned when I confirmed that I was really Layla from high school.

“Oh I’m just here to see my friend” I didn’t want her to know about me and Nate especially if Nate hadn’t told her by himself. “What about you?”

“Oh I actually came to see Nate, you know I figured that since I was in town, I should at least meet up with him and catch up and stuff” she beamed. I felt weird and awkward again, I didn’t even know if I was comfortable with this conversation or not.

“That’s nice” I totally just shamelessly denied my husband.

“Well it was nice meeting you again Layla, would you mind if we actually meet up sometime and have a meal?” she requested with a very innocent pretty smile.

“Uhmm….” I didn’t know what to say to my husband’s girlfriend or maybe ex…

“It’s a date then” she says and I panicked, I didn’t even give her an answer, I ran away. I didn’t even know how to face her. I just wanted to get the hell out of there.

Rushed to my car and drove to my house. The minute I entered I called Amanda.

“Hey Mandy” I urged and I think she heard it in my voice.

“What’s the problem Mrs. Daniel” she asked and I could hear the worry in her voice.

“Do you think you can come over please?” I begged desperately

“Okay calm down and breathe, are you okay” she sounded very worried “did Nate hurt you? Are you fine? Talk to me” she urged

“Just come over. I’ll wait for you.” I didn’t feel like talking about this over the phone now and thank god Amanda didn’t question more.

I went to prepare some snacks for our hangout and it didn’t take minute before I heard Amanda’s car pull up in my drive way. I ran to the door to open the door for her and the minute I opened the door, she threw herself on me so hard I almost fell.

“Hey babe, what’s wrong? You didn’t sound well on the phone” she said checking my whole body like a mother who just found out her child got in a fight.

“She’s back” I said through heavy breathes.

“What!!!” she said leading me to the couch.

“I went to the hospital to give Nate his supper and I saw her there” I explained

“What the hell… how? Why… Did she tell you why she was there or did you at least ask Nate” she demanded.

“I didn’t even get close to them, I couldn’t ask hiem any questions and I later bumped into her which led to her saying we should meet up for a meal the next time we meet. She didn’t even deny or hide the fact that she was there to see Nate, they came out laughing like they just had the best time of their lives” I narrated

“That slut! How dare she? What gave her the impression that she could go into a married man’s office to seduce him and then ask his wife to go have a meal with her…that she wants to discuss how much fun she had seducing your husband?” Amanda was raging with anger.

“I was surprised to see her there and I couldn’t even do anything but run away” I said feeling disappointed in myself that I cowarded and couldn’t stand up for myself to tell her that I was married to Nate.

It was as if I stole Nate from her, but I kept telling myself I didn’t.

“Did you at least rub it in her face that you were married to Nate?” she eagerly asked staring at me with all her might. It felt like she knew my answer but was hoping I’ll say something else.

“I didn’t, I don’t know what she and Nate discussed and I don’t want to trouble him more by spoiling his chances of being with the woman he loves” even though it hurt like hell, I had to admit the truth to myself, Nate didn’t love me the way I did and I couldn’t force him to.

“It should not be your fault at all, Nate should have told her that he is married but I guess he is just too much of a jerk to care” she vented out

“I don’t think he would actually care to tell her because I actually think he has been waiting for her return” admitting hurt more than thinking about it.

“Well to hell with him and his mistress” she said downing the vodka. For a minute there I thought she was the one with the husband that didn’t love her.

TBC