Blair Monore
Blair groaned, finally awake after a good night sleep. Exhaustion still tugged on her as she dragged her feet from her bed, but her phone simply wouldn’t stop buzzing or chiming. Unfortunately, it was on the kitchen table and a good ten steps away from the couch she currently was very comfortable on.
The chime went off again. She thought about just leaving it there, but it was plugged in. The chimes would never stop since it would never run out of battery. Besides, that many text messages, emails, and phone calls had to be something important.
With a groan, she threw her feet to the floor and sat up from the couch. She just wanted to nap today. This being pregnant thing was harder than she expected, Bair seemed to have an aversion to everything.
She stood up and walked zombie like to the kitchen table. She picked up her phone and started making some ginger tea while she checked what was making her phone so noisy.
There were up to a hundred text messages, but only three of them from numbers she recognized.
Sixty-eight emails. Twenty-three phone calls, all with voicemail messages.
Blair raised an eyebrow in confusion as she looked at her phone. Where in the world had all these people gotten her contact information? Zeke had assured her that this was a private line when he gave it to her. No one was supposed to know it, yet there were twenty-three phone calls stating otherwise.
She went to open up the text messages when the phone began to vibrate again. She nearly dropped it she was so startled. No one ever called her. She decided to answer it and find out who exactly wanted to get her attention.
“Hello?”
“Hello? Ms. Monore? Ms. Monore?” A female voice on the other line asked, sounding slightly surprised.
“Yes, that’s me. How can I help you?”
“I’m with the Daily Times and was hoping you could give me a comment,” the voice replied. She sounded nice enough.
“A comment about what?” Blair asked. “And how did you get this number?”
“A comment about the photo of Zeke Armani kissing another woman,” the reporter replied. “Just Weeks after proposing.”
A cold chill settled into blair's stomach.
“No comment,” Blair quickly said. “Do not call back.”
She quickly hung up. She closed her eyes. Maybe this was an old photo. Maybe it was a misunderstanding.
She pulled up the internet and ran a quick search.
The very first article had a picture of Zeke kissing a beautiful redhead woman. Her arms were wrapped around him in a passionate embrace. She was absolutely gorgeous and everything that Zeke usually went for.
In other words, not plain-DianeBlair
To top it all it was with Zoey. The woman she had met just days ago, Zeke's ex.
"Maybe it's an old picture they’re trying to pass off as new,” she mumbled. She tapped on the picture, even though it made her stomach flip. Seeing one’s fiancé kissing another tended to have that reaction. her heart stuttered and her knees gave out. She reached for a kitchen chair and collapsed into it, staring at the photo.
He was wearing his blue suit. His new blue suit. She could see him putting it on while she lay in bed.
Had he worn it knowing he was going to meet her? Had he planned it allr? She tried to think back to exactly what had happened a week ago. When she had told him about the pregnancy and also asked him who Zuri and Zoey were and he had just walked out on her..
She had always thought maybe he harboured feelings for her but he couldn't or his past grief prevented him from showing it. But now it seemed the opposite, Zeke never really trusted her with his secret like he did with Zoey his ex ..
She had been so embeded in her role as his woman she had forgotten she was just contracted to be his for a period of time. His contract Bride.
She had also thought it had been her decision not to go to the party, but now she wasn’t so sure. Maybe he had played her. He was known to be a player.
She had thought false about everything that had to do with him.
She swallowed hard and read the article. Maybe it was just a bad angle... maybe...
“‘Zeke Armani, was my ex finace so it no surprised he kissed me when he saw me back in town"A short video of Zoey says as she was being questioned by the paparazzi..
The headlines boldly written "New York's favorite couple in the mud"
Blair read the article, her heart breaking with every word. Zeke had been reunited with his ex lover. She also read that He and Zoey's family had gone way back and even their marriage were planned but unfortunately was cancelled because she had to travel to take over her father's company during his death. There were even talks of a Merger between the two great companies..
The phone clattered to the floor as Blair realized what this meant.
They weren’t married yet. The pregnancy wasn’t announced. If anything, the pregnancy would hurt Zeke and his company now. Not only was he cheating on her, he was cheating on his pregnant fiancee
There would be no salvaging his company’s reputation after that. The board would kick him out and he wouldn’t need Blair anymore. He wouldn’t need her, or their child.
The contract wouldn’t be valid anymore.
“That’s why he didn’t say he loved me back,” she whispered, the full realization of it hitting her. “He doesn’t. She fell for his act, hook, line and sinker. He played her.
Hot, angry tears splashed down her cheeks.
He didn’t love her. He never had. She’d been played for a fool.
And now, she was useless to him. He would toss her out. Sure, she’d be able to get child support, but the love of her life would be gone..
Now she knew. Now she knew that he didn’t care and it shattered her.
The father of her child didn’t want her anymore.
She didn’t know that anything could hurt this much. She’d felt heartbreak before, but never like this. Her heart ached not only for her, but for her unborn child. This betrayal affected both of them. She could never forgive him for this.
Blair sobbed into her hands. The perfect picture she had in her mind of the two of them raising a child together was gone. All of her hopes and dreams for the future were dashed to pieces now.
She wished she had never fallen in love with him. And it was her own fault for getting hurt like this. She knew what he was. She knew he was a player whose only usage of the word fidelity related to stocks and bonds.
She should have known she wouldn’t be enough to keep him.
But she had hoped. She had let herself believe that he loved her. That he cared. That she had changed him and that they could walk away into a beautiful happily ever after. Even when Zoey had approached her telling her to leave Zeke alone, even told her the story of his dead twin sister and what had transpired between them she had had hope for the future with him.
But she was wrong. He didn’t change. He couldn’t. He wasn’t capable of love or monogamy. It was his nature to want new women. He couldn’t be happy with just one. He couldn’t be content with a life with her. He would always need more. That was his defense mechanism
Blair cried, burying her face in her arms. She wasn’t enough.
Her phone continued to buzz and chime, telling her that she had an endless supply of emails and phone calls from various newspapers wanting to know how broken her heart was.
That gave her pause. How in the world did they get her number? It was supposed to be unlisted. Then she shook her head. It wouldn’t be that hard to figure out. Anyone worth their salt could find a phone number, and her email wasn’t exactly a secret. She couldn’t blame them. A sound bite from the cheated on fiancee would be more than worth their effort.
She wiped at her face and felt the twist in her stomach. Just because she was crying and upset didn’t stop her morning sickness from reminding her that it was there. She got up and finished making her ginger tea and ate a couple of crackers.
She chewed on the bland crackers and wondered if she might be overreacting. It was possible. She was pregnant and she could feel the hormones swirling around in her brain. She needed an outside opinion.
She picked her phone back up, ignoring the twenty-sex text messages, seventy-two emails, and twenty-four phone calls. She dialed Diane's number.
“Blair Are you okay?” She picked up on the second ring. “I just saw the picture.”
“I don’t know what to do,” Blair admitted.
I think you should calm down and wait for Zeke"She calmly says...
"An sure he has a perfect explanation for what happened"She says....
"I think not! Tell him am done"She says and with that, she started to pack.