Chapter 3
Autumn posted a selfie with the caption: [Moving into my new place.]
The wall art in her background was identical to the decorations in the new home Logan and I had prepared for after our wedding.
A sinking feeling hit my stomach, but I quickly dismissed it.
Logan wouldn’t do something that outrageous…Right?
The next morning when Logan picked me up, I casually asked, “Who were you helping move yesterday?”
“Just an old coworker. We were close at our last job, so when he asked for help, I went over.”
“What a coincidence. Autumn was moving yesterday too. She didn’t ask you to help?”
“Really? No, she didn’t. Probably hired movers.”
His quick answers seemed genuine enough, so I let my suspicions fade.
When the weekend rolled around, I bought some new decorations and asked Logan to come with me to our new place.
He visibly panicked for a split second.
“Uh… let’s skip it. It’s scorching hot today. Why don’t we stay in and watch a movie instead?”
“Forget movies. If you won’t come, I’ll go by myself.”
Logan grabbed my arm quickly.
“How about this-I’ll take you to that fancy Japanese restaurant you’ve been wanting to try, then we’ll catch a movie after. My treat!”
This was completely out of character.
Logan was notorious for being cheap. When we went out, we took turns paying, but his “turns” always meant street food or budget
chain restaurants.
Now he was suddenly offering to take me for expensive sushi?
Hell must’ve frozen over!
But I didn’t call him out though. I went along with the Japanese dinner and movie-nearly costing him $500, which practically gave
him a heart attack.
On the drive home, he kept mumbling about how I should treat him next time.
After he dropped me off at my apartment and drove away, I immediately caught a taxi to our new place.
Yet the digital lock there wouldn’t accept my password after several attempts.
Thankfully, I had brought my key and used it to open the door.
What I saw inside left me speechless-
Our home-which I had meticulously decorated to my taste-was completely transformed.
The elegant Scandinavian art in the living room had been replaced with Crayon Shin-chan posters. Our beautiful brown leather sofa
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was covered with an ugly, fuzzy slipcover.
All our black and gold furniture had been painted white, and everything had been rearranged.
When I opened the master bedroom door, there was Autumn, sleeping in what was supposed to be MY marriage bed, using MY bridal silk bedding set!
I’d mentally prepared myself for the possibility that Autumn might be staying here, but I never imagined she would completely take over and redecorate our carefully planned home-and have the audacity to sleep in our marriage bed!
She jolted awake, startled. “Rayna! Don’t you knock before barging in? Who gave you permission to enter my home?”
I was so furious I could barely speak.
“Get this straight-this is MY home!”
“Logan said he’s lending this place to me, so it’s my home now. Didn’t your mother teach you not to enter someone’s house without permission?”
