Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend

The scene surrounding me was so unbelievably dreamy that I felt a bit disoriented.

I looked across the path and met Aaron’s blue eyes. The edges of his eyes were wrinkled in a smile, with his gaze filled to the brim with his love for me. My breathing stopped and my mind started racing like crazy. What was he about to do?

He wore a suit with leather shoes. The path in front of me was covered with flower petals, and I was wearing equally elegant attire… was this an elaborate marriage proposal?

Looking back, Aaron talked about our future together every now and then, dreaming about what it would be like. My heartbeat sped up. I almost wanted to run away.

But I couldn’t get my legs to move. I could only stand there, totally helpless, as Aaron took confident strides toward me.

As Aaron approached, I could see his expression clearer. I saw his tight lips curled in a smile, but I could see a hint of fear in his eyes at the thought of being rejected.

I instinctively took a step back.

My heart was beating as loud as a drum. I knew that Aaron wanted a future with me, but I was worried that I wouldn’t be able to give him everything he wanted.

I just wanted a happy relationship with him-I didn’t want a marriage. That would feel like walking into a tomb.

The reason I was so scared of marriage was my parents. My parents were rude, antisocial people, and seemed to hate everyone else. They hit a rough patch in their marriage when I was born. I was dropped off at a boarding school when I was three, and I could count on two hands the number of times I’d seen them

Dividing into pages how

growing up.

family, so I had

complete opposite of my family. From

own.

would stay with me for the rest of my life. I

gazing at me tenderly. That tenderness just made me feel even

wanted to run away. I pursed my lips as I looked at Aaron with confusion.

in the back of my mind, don’t say

it!

resentment between us, but I knew that if he said what he

deaf to the prayer in my heart. As I stared at

the beautiful bouquet of roses, and took a ring out of his coat pocket. He held my right hand in his. “Olive. I know this is

thinking about this. You know I love you, but what I haven’t made clear enough is that I love only you, and I want to be with you for

from his slightly trembling hands.

I never dreamed of my future with Aaron, and the thought

I couldn’t give him what he

from bottom to top, looking over me from my clenched fists to my

always shined a brilliant bright

which held the ring aloft, sink as if it suddenly lost its strength.