(Chelsea's POV)

After work, Victor stood by his car and waved me over. "Come on, you promised."

I stood there a second, gripping my bag. I’d promised, yes. But I just hadn't expected I would have enough time to think twice about my decision. I was practically just exhausted.

However, maybe it was too late to change my mind.

Slowly, I climbed into the back seat, and that’s when I saw her.

His girlfriend.

A woman with soft curls brushing her shoulders and a warm smile which brightened up her features. She twisted in her seat, eyes bright with curiosity.

"You must be Chelsea." She said.

Her voice was graceful...