I Do, I Don't

After dating for seven years, I proposed a hundred and one times to my boyfriend, Jason Brown. However, he always told me that he was not ready, rejecting my proposals.

This continued to my 28th birthday. In his suit pocket, I found a ring box.

Thinking he was about to propose to me, I was overjoyed. However, to my horror, I saw him going down on one knee to propose to his assistant, Marcella Hopkins.

Right before my eyes, he placed the ring I had yearned for so long on her finger.

When one of his buddies asked what he planned to do with me, Jason wrapped his arm around his new love and chuckled.

"Dude, I don't think I can bring myself to marry a woman who wants to get married that badly. She's so needy. However, if I do get a second wife, I might consider her. After all, she is hopelessly in love with me."

He was sure I would wait for him, and he even placed a bet with his friends that I would crash his wedding.

However, on his wedding day, I never showed up.

Moments before his wedding ceremony was about to start, he suddenly noticed me, fully dressed up in a wedding gown in a separate banquet hall.

Seeing me about to marry someone else, he almost went crazy.

"Mom, I've thought it through. I'll go on that blind date tomorrow."

On the other end of the phone, my mother let out a derisive laugh.

"What, finally got dumped by Jason?"

"I told you long ago. If a man's been with you for years without mentioning marriage, it's because he doesn't want to marry you.

"And now look at you. You've dragged it out until you're twenty-eight with no one willing to marry you, making even your grandmother worry herself sick. Aren't you ashamed?"

With just a few words, my mother smashed my self-esteem to smithereens before hanging up impatiently.

I stared at the phone screen for a long while, so lost in thought that I did not even notice when Jason Brown came back.

"Why are you dressed up so nicely? Going out later?"

His voice was low and smooth as he leaned down, his chin brushing my shoulder.

That familiar scent enveloped me, yet all I felt was a suffocating heaviness in my chest. I gently pushed him away.

"I just got back. I'll take my makeup off in a bit. What are you doing here?"

"What kind of question is that? I just went out with Bruno and the guys for a drink. Where else would I go if not home?"

Jason smiled as he countered, his eyes brimming with an affection that seemed to be reserved for me alone.

I pressed my lips together.

He was lying. He was obviously out meeting his fiancée instead.

Jason could not see the cracks in my heart, nor did he know that I already knew everything. He pulled me into his arms