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*Present Time*
Jay sat still as a stone on his couch, staring ahead at nothing far away. Had anyone been there, watching him, they might have thought he was dead.
He couldn't rid the horrible thoughts from his mind... But it had happened, it had actually happened. It was like his worst nightmare come true. Of all people to betray him... His wife and his best friend!
He finally moved, shaking his head and crossing his arms as it all came flooding back. Amy was pregnant... She was pregnant courtesy of Adam - the one person he'd never thought capable of betraying his friendship. It was all enough to make him sick.
The blond man finally rose from his cushiony spot, making a beeline for the kitchen. He needed a glass of water and had to get out of the house, at least for awhile. Maybe a walk would calm him down somewhat... But in reality, he doubted it.
Before he could reach his kitchen, he was startled by the sound of the doorbell. He halted in his tracks, his first thought that the visitor was probably Amy, coming back to explain or beg him to take her back. Well, if it *was* her, he'd tell her where to go.
He marched to his front door, yanking it open, fully prepared to give her another piece of his mind. Only, it wasn't her. Another woman stood in wait in the doorway.
"Hi," Torrie Wilson said genially. She cocked her head as she regarded her curiously. His demeanor seemed off, not like his usual jovial self. "Is everything okay?"
Jay gave her a bitter look as he turned and headed back to his living room.
"Yeah, just dandy," he muttered.
Torrie closed the door and followed him as he went on.
"My wife and best friend are having an affair... Yeah, everything is great," he said sarcastically.
The blonde woman's face transformed into a frown behind his back. So, he already knew about that? A small fit of rage shot through her. This definitely put a damper on her plans. How dare Adam go ahead and tell him before she had the chance to do that!
"Oh, my God!" she exclaimed, plastering a shocked look on her face now that the Canadian turned to face her again. Quickly evaluating the situation in her mind, she decided it was better to play oblivious than to admit she'd known all about it. Besides, if she told him she hadn't been in the dark, he might get mad and demand to know why she hadn't told him.
"Is that the truth?" She sat primly down beside Jay on the couch.
"Yeah," he muttered. He ran a hand over his stubbled face and sighed. "Amy didn't come home all night. Then the two of them came here together and told me."
"Aww, I'm sorry, Jay," Torrie said, her hand going to his arm in a comforting gesture. Inside, she was still fuming. Telling Jay the truth had been her perfect ammunition against Adam.
"Well, here's the kicker," the blond man said. He laughed sardonically. "Amy is pregnant with his child."
"What?!" This time, the diva felt very real shock and surprise. Her jaw had gone slack, her eyes wide, and she felt a sickening sensation in the pit of her stomach.
"I know..." he said. "... That's how I felt, too." He shook his head. "I just can't... I can't believe it."
Torrie sat there silently, every organ in her body seemingly frozen as she desperately tried to process this information. It couldn't be!
"My wife... And my very best friend in the world... What kind of people are these that can do something like this?" In a fit of emotion, he reached out with his fist and punched the coffee table, sending various items scattering. The woman by his side must have been even more shocked than he'd been hearing this news, because she didn't even react to the outburst.
A moment later, he finally broke down, and Torrie finally became aware again.
Despite herself, the blonde edged closer and held the distraught man in her arms.