Perfect disguise by Elizabeth A (speld decodable readers .txt) 📗

Dominic.

Diana hadn't spoken to me ever since Annie's wedding. What baffled me the most was that I didn't even know what I did wrong. She had said something about me having sex with Chloe and her idiotic brother didn't give me the chance to explain everything to her. It was true that I had spent that night with Chloe in the hotel room, but I didn't have sex with her. After I had taken Chloe to the hotel, she asked me to wait with her until she fell asleep and I did. 

Unfortunately, the next morning, I had woken up alone on the bed Chloe had slept on the night before.

It was after she came to my condo to persuade me to move on from Diana that I realized she had set me up that night.

I slammed my hand on the wheel of my car and groaned. Gosh, I was so stupid. 

How could I have fallen into Chloe's trap?

It was already noon and I had been at the front of Daina's gate, waiting for her to come out. I had tried all means to speak to her, but she had cut me off entirely. I knew she was hurt because she was just starting to believe that we could be something much more. And Chloe made me fuck it up.

Suddenly, the gate opened and a moving van drove out. I sat up, alarmed.

Who was moving out?

The van stopped and Diana got down. Immediately, I removed my seatbelt and dashed out of my car.

She was talking to some of the guards when I approached her, looking out of breath. My chest heaved and my throat had dried up.

"Diana, let me explain everything."

She turned and gazed at me. "It's okay. I… I know everything."

I frowned. "What?"

She sighed. "Chloe came to me yesterday and explained everything," she said. "So, I know you didn't cheat on me." She bit her lips as she studied me. "Dominic, I'm very sorry. I should have trusted you." 

"You should have," I agreed with a nod.

"Listen," she paused, rubbing her hands on her thighs, "I really wanted to believe you were innocent, but then I kept remembering those pictures and I couldn't."

I arched my brow at her, confused. "Which pictures?"

She pursed her lips, looking lost. "Wait, Chloe didn't tell you about the pictures?"

I shook my head, desperate to know everything. "No," I said. "She didn't even tell me she was going to see you. The last time we spoke, she was persuading me to move on from you," I confessed.

"Seriously, she did that?"

I nodded and pocketed my hands.

"That Chloe is really a bitch," Diana breathed.

Remembering how she had set me up, I hummed. "Yeah, a smart bitch." Then, I looked at the moving Van. "Wait, you are moving?"

She nodded. "Yes, I think it's high time I got my own house."

I walked up to her and held her hands. "Why? Is your mom disturbing you?"

Diana shook her head. "No," she squeezed my hands and took a deep breath. "Besides, she just got arrested."

She looked like she was on the verge of tears. So, I moved close and embraced her. "It's going to be okay," I said.

Diana bit her lips and tears dropped from her eyes. "She surrendered herself to the authorities."

I sighed and brushed her curls. "You make it hard for me to stay away from you when you cry like this."

She pulled back and looked at me. "Then, stay with me."

I embraced her again and my hand tangled in her hair. I smiled as I said, "that's my intention."