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sweetie.”
    “Fine!” I snapped and marched off toward the far end of the terrace with Jeremy in hot pursuit, both of us being watched by the mostly stoned Sunday crew. “What do you want to talk about Jeremy?” I asked with folded arms, trying to sound as tough as possible. Problem was I didn’t feel at all tough . Like jelly would’ve been a more accurate description of my current state of feeling. He looked like a lost puppy, and totally adorable in his vulnerability. I wanted desperately to cuddle and kiss him. This was so not right. He was my Jerrers. We were a couple. A team. This same time last Sunday we were both here curled up beside Juju and Seb, teasing Abby and planning for Ascot. It would never ever have crossed my mind that last Sunday was to be the last time we ventured out together anywhere – as a couple. And why?! Because he’d succumbed to the voluptuous charms of some immoral strumpet! Was he insane to think he could cheat on me and carry on as normal? “ As you were ”, so to speak. What on earth would make him think that? A dreadful thought suddenly crossed my mind and my lips literally trembled as I asked him: “Jeremy, this isn’t the first time you’ve cheated on me is it?” He groaned deeply, sadly, ran his fingers habitually through his hair, and his eyes started searching the ground again for the answer. “Well? Is it?”
    “No, it’s not the first time,” he whispered.
    “Hah!” A lump the size of a golf ball instantly materialised at the back of my throat and angry humiliated tears started stinging at my eyes as I glared at him willing myself to stay strong and not give him the satisfaction of ever seeing me cry. I tried to remember all Abigail’s little nuggets of support: “ good riddance to bad rubbish ”, and all that. I wanted to hurl filthy abuse at him but reminded myself that one should always do ones best to remain ladylike at all times – even whilst one is confronting  cheating ex-boyfriend. After all, Audrey Hepburn would never have thrown an embarrassing hissy. She would have simply held her beautiful head up high and asked quite calmly: “Is there anything else you’d like to discuss Jeremy? Only I’d rather not waste anymore time standing here with you.”
    His mouth fell open in surprise at my reaction. “Well…well yes, damnit! Look Rebecca I’m crazy about you and want to spend the rest of my life with you. I should never have cheated.” What he meant was he should never have got caught! I looked at him, doing my best to feign disinterest. He picked up momentum. “Not one of those girls meant a thing to me Becks. There were just…just a bit of fluff. Rebecca please, you’re killing me. Just…please let me make it up to you. I promise I will never so much as even look at another woman.” And that was it? He wanted to make it up to me? Humph! Abigail was right. He’d taken me for a fool all these years and was still taking me for one now. I stuck my chin in the air and even managed a faint smile.
    “Is that all?” I asked sweetly.
    “What?!”
    “Is. That. All?”
    “Well yes! I want us to get back together Becks. This is madness!” His ‘meekness’, probably also feigned, was fast wearing off, as the arrogance I was used to, began to quickly resurface.
    “No.”
    “What do you mean no ?” he asked as if I had just refused a four-week rollover jackpot on the euro lottery.
    “My answer is no. I don’t want to be with you anymore Jeremy.” I said summoning every iota of strength in my body preventing me from hurling my screaming hysterical self at him, in what would surely have been a most unforgettable scene for the Sunday crew.
    “Rebecca…”
    “No,” I repeated looking him dead in the eye.
    “Are you absolutely sure about this Becks?”
    “I have never been more certain about anything in my entire life.”

Chapter Five
     
    I had never been more uncertain about anything in my entire life.
    There was no other option of