CHAPTER 17

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
NADIA’S POV
From where I stood, leaning in the doorway dressed in in my red sleeping robe with my full coffee mug in hand, I watched William hit the dumbbells hard. With a bare torso and his workout gloves on, sweat dripped off him with each hit he took as though he had a fucking vendetta against the dumbbells.

“You need to stop all this…overacting William. You haven’t spoken to me in two days,” I spoke in attempt to gain his attention.

“Overreacting? You call this overreacting? What am I supposed to say to you Nadia, huh?” Another hard punch. The poor punching bag were really having it today morning.

“I don’t know. Just tell me anything,” I shrugged, taking a sip off the coffee cup.

He stopped punching the dumbbells and walked towards me, his sweaty chest in my view. That was not exactly the ideal scent my nostrils wanted to deal with right now but there were far much important things to talk about right. His gray orbs met mine and in his eyes, all I could see was rage and pain; pain I never meant to cause him in the first place.

“You want me to talk to you? Fine. How about you tell me the exact reason why you don’t want to marry me? And please, do not give me the it’s still early crap. I don’t buy that because we have been dating for three fucking years,”

“Why are you even so mad about that? Just because I said I can’t marry you now, doesn’t mean that you have to be mad at me for a whole two days,” I snapped.

“So what now? I was supposed to act like it was all okay when you told me on my face that marrying me right now was not a good option for you?”

“That’s because it’s true Will. I don’t want to marry you …now. I have a career to think about and...other things too. You can’t just make this all about you and your feelings,” I had no right to be mad at him and I knew that. Yet, I could not help myself.

“Wow! You really can be a bitch, can’t you?” That was the first time Will had ever said something that cussive to me.

“Excuse me? Did you just call me a bitch?” I questioned, my voice barely a whisper.

“I did. All I wanted was for you tell me the fucking truth as to why you do not want to marry to me but you don’t even have the guts to say that it has got everything to do with your new guy,” He snapped as shock hit me.

“W-what are you talking about? What new guy?” I had no new guy as far as I was concerned.

“Cut the crap Nadia. You know what guy I’m talking about. After all, weren’t you the one so ready to screw him in the fucking bathroom of some cheap club in the outskirts of Las Vegas?”

“Were you spying on me?” I questioned. Why the fuck would he do something like that? Did he not know the meaning of privacy?

“Does it matter now? You know you could have cheated on me with anyone else but not that White’s son!”

“What white boy?” I questioned confused.

“You fucked someone you did not even know? Just how anymore pathetic can you get Nadia? That family is my rival getting that land south of California. Wow! You are not the same woman I fell in love with. Do you even have an idea how this will look on me the moment this reaches the tabloids? My Fiancée cheating on me with my rival’s son. All everyone is going to talk about is me,” He snapped. Maybe it was that statement that really opened my eyes.

“Or maybe you never really loved me in the first place William. Maybe you fell in love with how I fit the image of being a perfect girl for you. You know, the perfect fiancée you could parade around and look great with in the magazines? You do not know the real me Will and actually I thought I knew you too but clearly didn’t. You know when I was coming back here, I was wondering how the hell I was going to break up with you but you just made it so easy for me. I’m moving out and I hope the next girl who will be in your arms does not have to keep up with appearances for you. For the record, spying over me is such a low blow,” I pulled the ring off my finger and pushed it on his palm.

The moment that ring had left my finger, a sense of freedom had washed over me. I walked out, placing the coffee on the table. The moment I was in the room, I placed a call to Sasha as I picked my suitcases walking into the closet.

“What’s up girl?” Her cheery voice came through.

“Can I crash at your place for a couple of days?” I questioned, throwing my clothes inside the huge suitcase, barely acknowledging the fact that it was all in an unorderly manner.

“Wait, don’t tell me. You finally broke up with him but did you not tell me you’d have to wait for all this to blow over first? I mean you guys only buried his mum just two days ago,”

“I would have stayed if he suddenly did not become an ass,” I said, sandwiching the phone between my shoulder and my ear, as I bent down to pull out all my shoes, grimacing. Damn! They would need a whole empty suitcase.

“But-“

“Don’t you start being Trina right now Sasha,” I warned as I sighed, leaning with my back against the wall as I ran a hand through my hair,” Look, I know it’s the worst possible timing ever but there is no way I I’m spending another hour in this house. I should be feeling guilty of something like that but I’m not,” I paused, my voice growing into a whisper, “And I hate myself for that,”

“See you in a bit then? I already have a room prepared for you, “Now that was the Sasha I needed right now. At least she would judge me or anything unlike Trina whom I knew will give me quite the tongue lash for choosing to dump William at the worst time of his life.

“Sure,” I cut off the call, bending down to zip up the suitcase; the large one containing all my clothes while the other one, decked with all my shoes.

“So you are really leaving, huh?” William’s softened voice whispered behind me.

Taking a deep breath, I turned around to find him standing in the doorway,” Yes, I’m leaving…for good,” I answered

“I’m sorry that I said all those things to you Nadia but you can’t leave me. I love you so much and I’ll do anything but please-“

“It’s done William. We were not exactly in love in the first place. You wanted me because I fit your image of a picture perfect partner and I was only with you because you were my safe haven. There was never really an us in the first place