Total pages in book: 154
Estimated words: 142664 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 713(@200wpm)___ 571(@250wpm)___ 476(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 142664 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 713(@200wpm)___ 571(@250wpm)___ 476(@300wpm)
Now, I just need to figure out where I could get some money from for beer because I wasn’t about to spend my last funds on that shit. I need every penny until I figure out where my life is headed.
I scrolled through my contacts to see who I could hit up and came up with an idea. Mitzie’s idea of a party is always a good time, but it’s more trailer park hoedown than anything else. The girl likes to party but she’s a bit of a prude when it comes down to it.
Like, she would get high, sure, but she’s the monogamous type. To me, that’s a waste of a good high. I sent out a few messages with the address of the place where Mitzie was staying, then sent her a text letting her know I’d invited a few people. I’m going to show her how to really party.
NATALIE
I keep reading that stupid interview over and over again, and for some reason, I can’t shake the feeling that Garrett’s new wife was taking shots at me. She didn’t come right out and call my name, but that crack about old slippers and such seemed pointedly aimed at me.
If that wasn’t bad enough, the shots they have of her and Garrett for their spread all show him looking at her with an indulgent smile on his face. I know Garrett, and he has never looked at me or anyone else like that. I would know because I used to watch like a hawk whenever we were anywhere together.
I always knew that there were other women after him, but the one thing I can say is that he was a very loyal boyfriend. Garrett hates cheating or any kind of betrayal, which is only one of the qualities I love about him.
But now he was looking at her the way he never looked at me in eight years. She was reaping everything I had worked for and she’d only known him a handful of weeks. Every time I think about it, I can’t help but see the unfairness of it all.
I thought I had no one to talk to about my feelings, but the last time I tested the waters with Sabrina, she seemed to be on my side. That was such a relief because the one time I tried it with Garrett’s Mom, the woman I had hoped would be my mother-in-law someday, she’d laughed me off.
She’d brought up my marriage like that meant anything and the fact that I had a child. She’d brushed me and my concerns off as if I hadn’t been a part of their family for close to a decade. And the way she kept going on and on about this girl was infuriating.
As for the Dad, he was acting out of character as well, beaming with pride about his new daughter-in-law. They were already talking about her as if she was part of the family and treating me like a stranger when I was the one who had sat at their dinner table over the years.
I can’t believe how hurtful they were being, talking about her in my presence when I visited their home. I needed some reassurance that they still saw me as the only one who was right for their son, but I came away feeling like less than nothing. They’d already moved on and seemed very happy with their son being married to a nobody who was probably only after his money.
When I hinted at that my former mother-in-law had given me a stern look and forbid me to ever say such a thing again. She’d then gone on to tell me about her talks with the new bitch and how she was looking forward to spending time with her and all about the party they were planning for her and Garrett when they came out for their first visit.
I couldn’t believe the lengths they were going to for this girl. They never once threw a party for me or went out of their way to show me that I was part of their family but now here they were going all out for her.
I picked up my kid and left there, ready to kill. I’d taken my son with me because I knew how much Mrs. Jacobi liked them, but she could barely spare him a glance because she was too busy gushing over that bitch.
I thought all was lost until Sabrina met me at the car and asked if I was okay. She was the only one who seemed to realize that I was hurt and that this was all moving too fast. She didn’t say it either, but I knew from what little she said that she understood and that she wasn’t as onboard as everyone else seemed to be with her brother’s hasty wedding.