The Flee

Natalie's POV

I almost choked with tears while I was driving home. The pain was less than it had been earlier that night, but it still hurt.

How did I do that!? I was the other woman, the woman he was cheating on his fiancée with!

When I heard him talking and lying to her, I realized that we were not going anywhere with this, and it hurt me so badly.

'What were you hoping for, idiot Natalie!?' A sarcastic voice warbled in my head.

I wiped my eyes. It must be that he saw the note now. I have to stand up for myself and never let him use me again.

I got home and went straight up to my room.

After I left the party tonight, I booked into the hotel to be able to stay alone. I didn't want to go back home, so I didn't have to meet him. I was on the verge of cutting all ties with him and even filing for divorce. But, when I found him standing before the hotel room door, and the way he acted like a jealous husband let down my defenses.

Like an idiot, I thought he might have felt special feeling