Chapter 2See You Later

Her name was Jenna Reed. Everyone called her Liam’s little canary.

She’d shown up at my university once to confront me.

“Liam and I have been together for three years. We’re going to get married eventually,” she’d sneered. “What’s the point of clinging to an engagement? Are you planning on sleeping alone for the rest of your life?”

Her face was twisted with contempt as she spoke, and when she was done, she swept away.

A sleek, black Cayenne was waiting for her at the curb. Quite the scene.

I watched her go, a bitter laugh escaping my lips.

She had it all wrong.

It wasn't me clinging to the engagement; it was Liam.

He was the one who wanted to marry me. It wasn't a new development.

For the sake of the alliance between our families, I supposed.

What other reason could there be?

He couldn't possibly still remember that I was his first love.

That kind of foolish sentiment was probably something only I held onto.