Back then continues...
Matthew
I stand right outside of the bridal suite, my hand frozen on the doorknob. I came to give something to Sarah, a gift my mother asked me to give to my future bride before the ceremony started. But when I arrived here, I heard something that stopped me dead.
"I faked the whole thing. I bought a prosthetic belly and learned how to act pregnant. I made it all up." I hear Sarah say.
The words hit me like a physical blow. Not pregnant. The floor seems to tilt beneath my feet.
I should leave. Or I should burst in. I should do something besides stand here like an idiot, but my body refuses to move.
She lied. She has been lying to me this whole time.
I ended things with Amanda. I fucking proposed to her.
All for a baby that doesn't exist. Never existed.
The cold that started in my chest spread through my limbs. My fingers go numb against the doorframe, and I'm now gripping for support.
