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He didn’t seem to be in the same terrible spirits she’s in.
“Tough loss. How did Spencer take it?” I ask.
She sets a hand on her hip and raises a brow at me. “You’re awfully interested in him. But he asked me to marry him. Just remember that.”
I remember, and she wastes exactly zero opportunities when it comes to reminding me of that fact. “Just making sure my future brother-in-law is okay. It wasn’t a personal attack on you.”
She purses her lips. “He’s fine.” She sweeps out of the room without another word, and when I look at my phone, I see I have another text from him.
Spencer: I’ll be there Friday. I have a few loose ends to tie up this week, but I’m looking forward to sharing a bottle. [glasses toasting emoji]
Me: Can’t wait!
Backspace.
Me: Looking forward to it, too. [smile emoji]
Chapter 3: Spencer Nash
Don’t Call Me Spencie
Three and a Half Months Before the Wedding
“Wedding’s off, and I don’t even know if I’m staying in Minnesota.” I say the words with zero emotion behind them as I state the facts.
“Wait…what?” my brother asks.
“You heard me. I’ve got more calls to make.” I hang up and get ready to click on the next contact in my family listed alphabetically after Grayson, but Amelia’s hand on my arm stops me.
“Please don’t do this, Spencer.”
I stare at her for a few beats. It feels like I don’t even know her anymore. Maybe I never did. I just blindly stayed with her because it became easier to stay than to go. I fell for her, I proposed to her, and I instantly regretted it.
She’s been trying to set a date while I keep pushing it further down the road, but this feels like the final straw.
“I have to do this, Amelia.”
“Why?” she challenges, setting her hand on her hip.
“Because you tried to set me up and catch me cheating on you when, if you knew me at all, you’d know I’d never do that. I can’t be with someone who A, doesn’t trust me, and B, would lie to me like that. It’s manipulative and cruel.”
“I’m sorry, Spencie. You just keep pushing back the wedding, and I hardly ever see you. I had to know that if given the chance, you’d be faithful to me.”
She really doesn’t see the manipulation in her own actions, and that is the real reason why I want to end things with her.
That and the fact that she calls me Spencie.
And the fact that we’re too different to ever really make this work.
“Look, I trust you. I do. I just got scared when you said you wanted to push the wedding back.”
“You know why I said that,” I say, my tone incredibly exasperated because I know that somehow she’s going to figure out how to cling onto me when I’m just ready to be done.
“I know, baby.” She takes a step toward me, but I don’t move. We’re in her office, and I’m perched at the edge of her desk. She awkwardly stands there waiting for me to pull her into my arms, but I won’t do it.
She sighs. “Because you got the feeling you’re getting released from your contract, and the future is unknown. And all of that is an emotional and mental drain for us both. Don’t act out of a place of fear when it comes to us.”
And there it is.
