The day Westley ditched me to fly to St. Barts with Sofia after her latest breakup, I told him we were done.
He didn’t even look up from his phone, his thumbs still moving over a text to her.
“Do what you want.”
For five years, he’d been so sure I would never leave him.
He figured it was just another tantrum, another desperate bid for his attention.
A year later.
The night Westley got back to New York, his friends threw him a welcome-home party.
Someone laughed, slapping him on the back. “You’re one to keep a secret, man. Getting married yesterday and only telling us now?”
Westley glanced up from his drink.
“Who got married?”
“You and Brielle.”
The guy held up his phone, my Instagram feed on the screen.
“Look, she even posted the marriage certificate.”
Another guy next to him frowned. “I picked Westley up from JFK last night. He was on a plane all day. How could he have gotten married?”
Westley You Are Late Chapter 04 I decided to tell Westley about my diagnosis. My parents were tied up with business and wouldn’t be back for two weeks. I needed to talk to someone about the surgery. I found Westley at a bar with Leo and the others. I had just reached the door when
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Westley You Are Late Chapter 03 By the time the paperwork was finished, only Westley remained in the fluorescent-lit hallway. Sofia was gone. He hurried after me, his hand reaching for mine out of habit. I sidestepped his touch and kept walking toward the exit. He paused, then caught up and grabbed my arm. “You’re
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Westley You Are Late Chapter 02 It was one of Westley’s friends. The background was loud, and his tone was more of a command than a request. “Westley’s in a bit of trouble at the precinct. None of us are in town. Go handle it.” He hung up before I could say a word. I
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Westley You Are Late Chapter 01 The day Westley ditched me to fly to St. Barts with Sofia after her latest breakup, I told him we were done. He didn’t even look up from his phone, his thumbs still moving over a text to her. “Do what you want.” For five years, he’d been so
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