taking a couple steps inside the room. “I'm not saying you are not good enough for him, I'm saying that he isn’t good enough for you. I understand dear, I really do. I know what it's like to be seduced by a man that promises you the world on a silver platter. I have experienced it and I know how hard it is to pick up the pieces when it all falls apart.” Her confession catches me off guard and I sink into the arm chair in the corner of the room, all anger leaving my body.
She walks the rest of the way into the room and takes a seat on the edge of my bed. She fidgets with her wedding band for a moment before turning her eyes back to me. “When I was nineteen, me and a girlfriend of mine moved to L.A. for a short period of time. I lived a pretty sheltered life up to that point and I got caught up in the night life of California almost immediately. That's when I met him. Robert Sullivan. He was everything I had always dreamed of; rich, handsome, the kind of sweet talker that rendered all my defenses useless. Within a month, he had completely consumed my life. He was it for me, my happily ever after.” She trails off, as if losing herself in the memory.
“What happened to him?” I ask, knowing that the story does not end happily ever after.
“He didn't realize that when we started dating that I expected him to stop sleeping with other women.” She says, a small laugh breaking past her lips. “I tried to walk away several times but I couldn't. That man held a power over me that even to this day I don't understand. I let him hurt me and betray me over and over again until he finally decided to end things. I ended up back here in a state of depression. I was completely heartbroken and honestly at the time, didn't think I would ever love someone that much again in my life. But you see honey, sometimes you find that the most appealing choice, is not always the best. When I met your father, I had very little interest in dating him. Sure he was handsome and full of charm but he wasn't Robert. We became friends and then slowly over time he won my heart. I love him in a way that far surpasses the rush and passion I felt with Robert. With your dad, I found my home.” She pauses, her eyes fixed firmly on mine. “I'm sure Liam has a way of making you believe that you are the girl he's been waiting for and maybe you are. But I know his type, they wear it like clothing. I just want you to be careful.”
“I'm sorry that happened to you mom but Liam is different.” I say, not sure if I am trying to convince myself or her.
“Maybe he is Addison but I want you to be prepared, just in case you're wrong.” She says, standing and walking towards me. She leans down placing a kiss to the top of my head. “I love you honey.” She says before walking away.
I want to call her back. I need to know what she thinks she saw in Liam. Is there some tell tale sign that I am missing or is she just grouping him in with her past? My mom's confession has left me even more anxious than before. Could I be making the same mistake that she made all those years ago?
I have no idea what the future will hold for me or what hurdles I will have to jump to get through it but one thing I do know without a doubt is that when I think of the future, I see Liam in it. No matter what anyone says, deep down I know that I will never love someone the way I love him. I will never crave someone the way I crave him or melt into someone's touch the way I do his. He owns me. Body, mind, and soul. I am his for the taking.
Chapter Five
Getting back into work was so much more difficult than I expected it to be. I was looking forward to the distraction, something to take my mind