Chapter 167

Weston

"She just showed up? Out of nowhere?" Nolan asks as we stand in one of the big box store parking lots, getting ready to plow it. 

"Yeah," I answer, pulling my gloves tighter. "I haven't seen her since three days after we got married. I'd given up on finding her. At one point, I'd even gotten a PI, just so I could see about getting a divorce."

He whistles, rocking back on his heels, tucking his hands in his jeans. "Damn. Are you okay? You were totally in love with her."

That's the understatement of the century. My world revolved around Melanie Whitworth. Meeting in middle school, and dating since we were thirteen, it was the type of relationship everyone warned us about. All our friends said we needed to have worldly experiences before we decided to be with each other for the rest of our lives. But I knew I didn't need it. She was mine, and she would be forever. At least that's what I'd thought. Crazy how wrong I was. "Yeah, she was my entire life."