“When are you going to forget about him and move on with your life?” Addison asked Gloria.
Gloria didn’t look at him. She kept her head straight. The light of the setting sun was hitting her squarely in the face. Behind her sunglasses, her eyes moistened with tears. “I can’t,” she said dejectedly. “I can’t forget about him and just move on. I love him, Addison.”
“But he doesn’t love you, Gloria. Can’t you see that? He’ll never leave his wife for you.”
“No, you’re wrong,” Gloria muttered. “He loves me. I know he does.”
“He loves his wife’s fortune more.”
Gloria rounded on him then, “You don’t know what you’re talking about,” she cried. “You’re saying these awful things because you’re just jealous because I’m in love with Roderick instead of you. I know how you feel about me. You’ve always wanted to be more than friends.”
Addison nodded. “You’re right,” he said. “I’m jealous. I’m always been jealous of your feelings for him.”
“It won’t do you any good, Addison. I love Roderick.”
“I love you, Gloria. I have always loved you.”
“Addison, it’s no use! I don’t love you.”
“I know. You’ve made it quite clear. I won’t speak of my love for you anymore. And as far as Roderick is concerned, I won’t mention his name to you again.”
Gloria looked contrite. “I’m sorry, Addison. I don’t mean to hurt you.”
He looked at her. “Too late. You already have. I’m heading back now. Are you coming?”
She shook her head. “No, I’ll stay here a little while longer.”
He turned to leave when he saw a familiar figure heading towards them. His mouth tightened. “Now I know why you want to stay,” he muttered tightly. “You arranged to meet him here.”
Gloria didn’t answer.
Disgusted, Addison walked away. He didn’t acknowledge Roderick as they passed each other.
When Roderick reached her, Gloria faced him, her heart aching for him. She took off her sunglasses and slipped them into the pocket of her jeans. “I didn’t think you were going to come,” she said.
“I didn’t expect to see you with Addison.”
“I was alone and he joined me.”
“Well, I don’t like him hanging around you like a lovesick puppy.”
Her heart leapt in her chest. He’s jealous. That must mean that he loves me. She took a step towards him. “You don’t have to worry about Addison, Roderick.”
“Good.” He reached for her hand and took her to a patch of grass. There under the shade of the rocky ledge, he ravaged her. She closed her eyes, a smile played on her lips. This was a new and wild side to him. It thrilled her.
When it was over, she hugged him tightly, not wanting to let go. “I love you,” she whispered in his ear. “One of these days, you’re going to leave her because we belong together.”
He didn’t answer. What was the point?
This was written for the #writephoto Prompt at Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo. For more information, click Here.