She should have known better than to trust him. She had loved him since she was 10. She was the happiest woman when she became his betrothed. And now, at his 23rd birthday party, she had to see him with two different girls in his arms. People were right. He was a playboy. He always had been. As he caught her gaze his eyes widened as guilt filled him seeing the disbelief in her eyes. He let go of the girls and moved to her.

"It's not what it looks like." But it was. And they both knew it.