From time to time I get a call from Rodney. They are still together with Gracie but we also became good friends. I was in our break room this morning at headquarters when he rang me. I told him I’ve been seeing Gavin for the past few weeks. He got quiet and said he needed to go. As I hung up I overheard my squad mates were also talking about Gavin. I asked them what’s going on. Not knowing my involvement with him, they were quite gossipy.

“Oh, you haven’t heard? He’s back with that weird woman, Terri. Can you believe?” I couldn’t. I wouldn’t. Suddenly it dawned on me. Can it be that same boring Terri I met at Quincy’s? The one who kept going on and on about her ex and how they are going to get back together? I had to speak to Quincy. ASAP.

Found him in the canteen.

I ran up to him, out of breath. I was sprinting all the way there.

“What’s wrong? Are you okay?”, he grabbed my shoulders before I would fall over.

“Please tell me it’s not true… Gavin… and that Terri woman”, I pleaded.

“Are you…? Are you saying you are involved with him? I heard something was going on between you two but I thought it’s over”, his face darkened. “That bastard!”

“No, no! I’m sure it’s just a misunderstanding”, I almost cried again.

“I’m afraid not…”, to the point as always, that’s Quincy. He sat me down at the table and brought me a coffee. Then he told me about Terri and Gavin. They met in Bridgeport. She was a nurse in the hospital he worked as a surgeon. They started dating, moved in together after about a month. When Gavin left his job he broke up with Terri as well. But she’s never gotten quite over him and eventually followed him to Appaloosa Plains. Was lurking around since summer. Suddenly I remembered that I saw her in the pub during this time. I shivered. According to what Terri told Quincy they only recently got back together. After putting the pieces together, it must have happened soon after my date with Gavin at the festival. While he was still going out with me. We went on two more dates after our first day out, and the more I think about it the more I realise that I did notice that he was somewhat distracted. Like his thoughts were somewhere else. Considerate as always, I chose not to ask further questions when he told me he’s just tired because he had a long day at work. I admit I found it a bit odd that a week went by and he did not call me, but I also spent a lot of extra hours at our headquarters, so it did not worry me too much. Until now.

I’m devastated. I had to leave work early. I just couldn’t hold it together. Kept bursting out in tears and sobbed like an idiot. Quincy drove me home. I feel stupid. Maybe if I let him kiss me…? But what difference that would make? If he can’t wait for me even for a few weeks, surely I deserve better… I just thought…

Not even sure anymore…