Mr Spencer (Mr. 2)

He frowns.

“I know this is right. In my heart of hearts, I know this is right.”

“Charlotte, you are so young and naïve. What’s the rush, darling?”

“Why would I wait?” I whisper. “Why wait when he makes me happier than I’ve ever been?”

Dad drops his head.

“I’m moving in with him today. My things are already packed, and I would like you to come and visit me.”

He stays silent.

I scowl and swallow with regret. I feel like my heart is being ripped out of my chest. “I love you, Dad.”

“I love you too,” he whispers.

“Will you come and visit me?”

He stares at me blankly. “No.”

I blink as my vision becomes blurred.

“I cannot accept this relationship if you move in with him. I’ve told you that already.”

I frown and step back from him, shocked, but not surprised by his coldness. “This is goodbye then.”

He stares at me, his face blank and emotionless. I wait for him to say something, but he doesn’t.

I can’t stand this, I need to get away.

I turn away with tears streaming down my face. I walk as fast as I can and get into my car, wasting no time in pulling out of the driveway.

I watch the property disappear in the rearview mirror, feeling the pain in my chest.

I thought he loved me more than that.

* * *

“Angel?” Spencer calls. “Are you okay, sweetheart?” he whispers as he sits down beside me.

“Huh?” I push up onto my elbows. “Oh, I must have fallen asleep.” I sigh as I look down at myself sprawled across the sofa. My face falls. “Oh my God, I forgot to get you from work?” I whisper in a panic. “What time is it?”

He brushes my hair back from my forehead and smiles. “That’s okay, I called Wyatt when I couldn’t get you and he came to pick me up. We guessed you were asleep.”

I lie back down and put my forearm over my eyes. I just want this day to be over.

Spencer looks around at the boxes of my things spread everywhere. “What’s all this?”

“I moved in.” I give him my best attempt at jazz hands. “Surprise!”

He smirks. “I thought you were getting your own apartment.”

“I wanted my own Spencer instead.”

He leans down and kisses me. “I told you I didn’t mind.”

“I know.” I wrap my arms around his shoulders. “But I minded. I’m not coming into this relationship with anyone but you as my priority.”