Only to find out that he had run to Sara’s aid. She needed help moving her couch in the opposite direction in her room. And even though Jared had men he could send to do the work, he chose to go by himself.
I tried to put the thought aside.
Today is my birthday. Surely, Jared wouldn’t leave me for his former High School Lover, right?
It was like the universe heard my question because a notification on social media about a viral live video popped into my phone.
The caption read: Sara Morelli Written in Fireworks.
Jared’s former love was now an international model loved by all so it made sense that her video was on social media.
I clicked the video, and the first sight cut my heart in two.
It was my birthday, but my boyfriend was on a cruise ship holding hands intimately with Sara.
I didn’t know whether to cry or to bash my head against the wall.
Here I was on my birthday, alone in my small apartment with all the windows shut because Jared had insisted on privacy as part of his mafia protection, but in public view he was holding the hands of another woman and pointing into the sky.
My heart twisted even more as I watched him laugh at something she said. What could be so funny?