Page 51 of Husband to Go
“What are you talking about?”
“I’ll take care of this,” is my simple answer.
She looks nonplussed, but I leave the room before I get more questions. Right now, I need to figure out where my fiancée is and take care of this shoe business.
Fortunately, it’s not hard to find her. I just follow the sound of screaming, and the racket leads me to the bridal suite where my fiancée’s yelling at an unfortunate bridesmaid.
“I told you to get my veil! Why is that so hard? It’s white and lacy. A monkey could find it, bitch!”
The girl runs out, on the verge of tears. This leaves me alone with my fiancée, which is exactly what I wanted.
“What are you doing here Tanner? I need to get ready.” She’s primping in the mirror looking unconcerned that she just made another woman cry.
“Veronica, we need to talk.”
She sighs dramatically, still facing the mirror.
“Can’t this wait until after wedding? We’ll have all the time to talk once we’re in Cabo. I’ll indulge all the pillow talk you want then, Mr. Stud.”
Disgusting. I can’t imagine sleeping next to this woman now, much less with her. It’s clear she’s going to make this as hard as possible, and maybe I deserve it. I’m the asshole in this situation. I didn’t give a second thought to making love to Kylie while engaged to her mom, and now, the chickens have come home to roost. Even worse, I was planning on keeping up the affair with Kylie even after I got married.
It’s disgusting, I know. Fucked up beyond reason, I’m well aware. I’m the scum of the earth. But the whole thought process was that we’d be in the same house. And what could be better than having Kylie under my roof?
Jesus Christ, what is wrong with me?How did I become so depraved? But clearly, all that’s changed now that Kylie’s gone missing. I need to end this situation fast, and in any way possible.
“Veronica, we need to talk now.” Finally, the woman puts down her brush and swivels her chair around.
“What?” She looks at me, annoyed. I take a deep breath before fixing her with a glare.
“I don’t think we should get married.”
“Okay, Tanner,” she scoffs. She turns right back around and goes back to doing her makeup. Did she not hear me? Is she just going to ignore that fact that I just called off our wedding?
“Veronica, did you hear me?”
She rolls her eyes.
“Duh, I heard you. I just think you’re being ridiculous. We can’t cancel the wedding. Everyone is on their way, and we put in some hefty deposits. Besides, we’re already here, and what you’re saying is dumb.”
Dumb? I walk right up behind her, grabbing the back of her chair to spin her around towards me.
“Don’t second guess me,” I hiss while looking her dead in the eye. My hope was to simply tell her we’re done, but now, I’m afraid that’s not enough. Clearly, Veronica functions according to her own desires, and I’m going to have to drive this point home.
“You’re just nervous,” she scoffs. “Once it’s all done, you’ll be fine. I promise, and I should know. This is my fourth wedding.” She playfully swats my shoulder and tries to swivel back around, but I have a tight hold on her chair.
“I’m not nervous. I’m not being dumb. I don’t want to marry you. We are done, do you hear? I can’t marry you, okay? I don’t evenlikeyou, come to think of it.” This is really cruel, but I’m worried that she won’t get the message any other way.
“What is wrong with you?” she whines, balling her fists.
“I’m breaking up with you,” is my simple reply. Now, tears are shimmering in her big baby blues.
“But you can’t do that! We’re supposed to get married today. This isn’t fair!” she whines. Simultaneously, the waterworks start and I take a step back. Veronica is really putting on a show. Wails and howls fill the small chamber, and I’m tempted to cover my ears. She’s truly a gifted actress.
“Come on, you know this is for the best. I mean, doyoulove me?”
“Of course,” she blubbers while wringing her hands. I don’t believe her. This is just a business transaction, but I guess she’d say anything to get this wedding back on.
“Okay, well, I don’t love you, and I’m sorry. I should have told you sooner, but better later than never. I’m realizing I can’t change my feelings, and I shouldn’t drag you down with me.”