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disclosure. I never wanted to be put in the position again where she or any other woman knew more than I did. Not when I was the woman in his bed at night. My love and devotion now came with a price: honesty, loyalty and everything in between. I would get as good as I gave and I would never settle for less, ever again.
    R: I ' ll see you soon.
    Even now, if he was willing to tell me everything, I could n ' t forgive how he had broken a little piece of me with what h e ' d said. Even if he did n ' t mean it, even if h e ' d just said it in anger, I could n ' t forget it.
    Asshole.
    Once finished with my task, I made my way to the backyard and sat on my old tire swing, replaying that night over and over. If I had only just once asked for a nam e .. . If I had only asked for Bryc e ' s mothers name, we could have pieced this all together ourselves. Instead, I ' d allowed him to stay secretive about his past, never willing to give me more than he felt he should. His vague answers to protect me had backfired, and caused us more harm than good. If I ' d only asked, if h e ' d only shared more, we would have both known our pasts were mutually bound by one fucking name.
    Sandra.
    " I t' s not him, i t ' s her . "
    The weight of his words hit me in the chest as I stood frozen in his office.
    No, God, not her. Anyone but her!
    Paralyzed, my eyes scanned the security screen just as Rhys appeared on it and confronted Sandra. It was another series of clicks that went off as all the pieces fit together.
    CLICK.
    Sandra and Rhys knew each other.
    CLICK.
    And from the way he was glaring at her, I could tell she was his ex, and the previous owner of the club.
    CLICK.
    The woman he said he loathe d … and sweet Bryc e ' s mother.
    Keep it together, Vi.
    Sandra, the same woman who destroyed my marriage, and the woman we both hated. I did n ' t know whether to make my way out to the bar or continue to watch Rhys on the screen as he waved his hands toward the door angrily in an attempt to get her to leave. My eyes drifted to Alex, who was sitting with the man they came with. They seemed uninterested in the argument taking place at the entrance. Alex leaned over, his posture intimate, and brushed a piece of hair off the ma n ' s forehead before leaning in for a— what the fuc k— kiss.
    " WHAT THE FUCK ! " I stormed out of Rhy s ' s office and down the hall, thankful I ' d had sense enough to wear a jacket that secured tightly over my lingerie-clad body. I rounded the bar, regarded Sandra for mere seconds as she argued with Rhys, and stood behind my ex-husband.
    " You are gay! ? " I screamed at the top of my lungs. The club was busier than usual and everyone, and I mean everyone, turned to watch me come apart, including Sandra and Rhys.
    " Violet, what the hell are you doing here ? " Alex turned on his stool to face me fully, completely confused and distancing himself from his lover as if he were ashamed.
    My face heated, my anger surfacing further as I watched the man sitting to his left turn in his seat to face me, looking as if my name coming from Ale x ' s lips pained him. I knew his name. I ' d heard the conversations the y ' d shared, and recalled the last one when he had whispered his I love you.
    " Well, Alex, I am fucking the man who owns this bar. What are you doing here ? " I snapped, glaring at Chris, who was strikingly handsome. I could see the appeal. My fury evident, I grabbed Ale x ' s drink and chugged it, the burn soothing me slightly. Rhys approached me from behind and grabbed my arm. I glared at him and jerked it away before returning my attention to Alex.
    I kept my eyes trained on the man who had completely ruined my trust, ruined my confidence, all because he was too much of a coward to come clean . " All this time, I thought I was n ' t good enough. I thought I was n ' t woman enough and you let me think I was n ' t! You could have told me, you selfish son of a bitch! At least I would have understood in some way that I