Chapter 1
So let me get this straight your breaking up with me at my favorite restaurant I ask Paul? He looks at me kind of smug and says I'm in love with someone else. I look at him up and down with his slick back blonde hair and Armani suit on and laugh. When did you have time to fall in love with someone else I say. He smiles at me the prick and says at the office her name is Rachel and were moving in together. I take a big sip of my red sangria and say so you fell in love at your job how cliche. Paul is a chief financial officer and if your wondering how he got that job at only 34 years old it's because of his good old father. Paul and I have been together for 4 years and don't live together because and I quote he wasn't ready for that kind of commitment yet. Here he is though telling me that he has fallen in love with someone else and moving in with her. How long has this been going on I ask? He looks around the restaurant like I'm boring him and says 4 months. I almost choke on my sangria and say you have been cheating on me for 4 months and laugh. You have been with me for 4 goddamn years I have been nothing but patient and faithful to you and now your leaving me for some girl at your job that you have only been with for 4 months I say as my voice gets louder and people start to stare. Please calm down Nattie he says. Don't fucking call me Nattie and don't tell me to calm down. I've should of known better to ever of gotten involved with you. Everyone would tell me what a asshole you are but I would ignore it because well I loved you. This should make your parents very happy since they never liked me to begin with. The prick starts eating his steak and says well I mean they want me to be happy and Rachel makes me happy. Well you know what I say as I start getting up. I have on a long silk black dress and my short brown hair is curled. It's June and the weather is perfect tonight. What he asks me? I fucking hope you and Rachel rot in hell together you entitled piece of shit asshole! I then do the very classy thing and throw the rest of my drink in his face and say sorry to Carlos who opens the door for me and I don't look back as I here Paul calling me a bitch.
