Champagne Toast by Brown Melissa

Author:Brown, Melissa [Brown, Melissa]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2013-01-06T11:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

Evan

January 29, 2011

Eight months.

Eight months of missing her.

Eight months of falling asleep picturing her face.

Eight months of wishing I hadn’t walked away.

Eight months of knowing that I lost the only woman I’ve ever loved.

I’m able to hide my agony pretty well; at least that’s what Patrick says. But, he’s the only one who gets to see both sides of me. He’s the only one who sees my fake facade when we’re out with friends, but who has to help my sorry ass into bed at the end of the night when I’ve had way too much to drink and won’t stop talking about Kate. Patrick’s a good friend. He puts up with a lot. But, he also wants me to forget her and I just can’t do that. I think I’m getting on his nerves. I may need to get my own place.

Another Saturday night. Another evening surrounded by friends who are pushing me to move on. Patrick and I are meeting some other friends at a bar. Supposedly, there’s a girl he wants me to meet. Whatever. All I really want to do is show up at Molly’s, take a seat at the bar and watch Kate work. I want to watch her run her fingers through her hair and give the customers attitude. I want to watch her pour drinks and make smart-ass comments. I want to walk in that bar like nothing ever happened. But, I can’t.

Walking to my dresser, I pull open the drawer and move the stacked clothes to the side. A small box sits in the drawer. It makes my heart race just looking at it. Opening the box, I see the promise ring that Kate threw back at me last spring. My brow furrows as I put the ring in my hand, like I do every few weeks when I can’t get her out of my head. Holding the ring between my fingers, I stare at the band knowing what this ring once represented. A life with Kate. A future that I let go of way too easily.

Walking to the kitchen table, I take a seat and go over the breakup again and again in my head. I spin the ring on the table, thinking about her and the way she called Shawn ‘baby’. How mortified I was seeing her like that, arm wrapped around his waist, a smile on her face. That was not the woman I fell in love with. That wasn’t her at all. I was always afraid that I’d be replaced. And it was like everything I was afraid of came true right in front of me. All those weeks of awkward conversation and Shawn showing up at the bar. She always had an excuse for everything and I bought it hook line and sinker. What is my problem?

“Dude, not again,” Patrick says with a groan. He takes a seat next to me.

“Shut up, man,” I say, staring at the ring, not making eye contact with him.

“Enough is enough.

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