I never believed them.

Arwen didn't want to be bothered by his words anymore. But Ryan stood there, blocking her path. 

He stared into her eyes, as if demanding for her to stop and think about what he was saying. Taking a step closer, he said, "You broke up with me and then found someone to marry that quickly —within the span of a snap of a finger? Don't you think all of this could be a set up … for you … for us?" 

He had suspected it from the very beginning. 

At first, he thought Arwen was just putting on a show to make him regret his choices. 

But the more he saw her indifference towards him, the more he realized she wasn't acting. She was serious … dead serious. 

And that was when he started notice —this was too much to be a coincidence. 

Arwen crossed her arms and looked up at him, her expression unimpressed. 

"Set up? for us?" she repeated, her voice laced with amusement. "What exactly did we have that was so precious someone needed to set us up?"