[The next day]

"Who the hell is Georgia?" my pillow was sprung to the other side of my room as I paced. This was all I could do. I let all my calmness slip and finally that crazy woman was released setting havoc on my room and its contents "Hell, who on earth are all those other girls?" I slumped into my bed with a scowl on my face. Was this my jealousy streak? Or was I just being paranoid? It was just a diary with a bunch of names written in it. It could have meant anything. It didn't say 'here are the names of the girls I'm dating' so there wasn't any need for me to go making all those ridiculous assumptions, right? Was it even possible to date like a thousand women at the same time? I've heard of cheating but this was on a whole other level. I shake my head. "No, he is better than that" Or wasn't he? Men were men. They couldn't be trusted or so I told myself. I wanted to trust Klaus. He just made me feel like he was the kind of man I could rely on. I thought back to the kiss. How many lips had those lips touched? My fingers pulled on my bottom lip as my eyes widened. This was gross beyond belief.

"Care who you talking to?" I hear Mum shout as I winced, realising that I was talking out loud to myself, again

"No one" I rolled my eyes. I wanted to talk to him and ask him straight up what the hell was going on but I couldn't, not really. It would only mean that I had to explain the reason that I knew about it – whatever it was – in the first place and that would mean confessing to snooping. I take my coat off my bed, dumping it on the floor. Even the clothes I wore that day, reminded me of him. I scrambled to my bed, my knees at my chest and my hands on my eyes. It was only as I peeked through my fingers that I saw the little piece of paper, creeping from underneath my coat. I frowned, grasping it in my hands and recognising my scribbled handwriting;

Georgia, 2pm

The clock beeped 1pm. My brain was telling me 'go see what he's up to' but my heart was saying 'no' always protecting him. I began to bite my thumbnail. What was I to do? A relationship needed trust. I frowned, staring at the floor. But my trust had already been broken. I read his diary. I knew his secrets. What harm was it to break that trust just a little bit more to find out if he was worth it? He wouldn't know. I bit my bottom lip. I needed to do this for myself. I needed to know I wasn't going to get hurt.

If I didn't know better, I would have thought I had turned into Little Miss Caroline, spy of the year. Or not as clearly my 'spying' techniques were a little rusty. I sat in plain sight, nonchalantly drinking a cup of coffee while I waited for the clock to strike 2pm. I never claimed to be good at this. I wanted to be inconspicuous. Let's be honest, a beautiful blonde like myself creeping around dark alleys was sure to attract attention and that was something I didn't want. I crossed and uncrossed my legs several times. I even stared at the bench long enough to establish that the colour was definitely a dark green and not black. Time was ticking slowly. I could've taken this as a sign. Maybe I wasn't supposed to know what he was up to. Maybe this was fates way of protecting my feelings. Truth was, one way or another I would have found out, whether it was by the hand of him or someone else. But let's be honest, I'd rather find out on my own accord.

I wasn't exactly sure where Klaus met these girls but I knew today Georgia was getting treated to a coffee. Funnily enough, it just happened to be the same Cafe Klaus took me to week ago. If that wasn't a coincidence, I didn't know what was. I sighed. I didn't want to be slapped in the face with the realisation that it was all an act and I definitely didn't want to know that I was just some other girl that he captured in his game. But I needed to know. My eyes looked ahead, spotting his familiar broad shoulders. He walked with such a pride like he owned the world or like he was some King returning to his faithful subjects. I had never noticed before how terrifying he really looked. I turned away, hiding behind the tree that was in front of me. Out of the corner of my eye I saw him stop to kiss the cheek of a small brunette girl. I didn't see her face but as they grabbed each other's hands, I knew this was more than a friendship. I needed to know more. And that was when I started to follow them.

"Please sit down, love" I sat a table nearby, my back towards them as I listened to every word that came out of his mouth. "How are you? I've missed you" my hands began to tightened as I heard the words streaming from his mouth. I didn't know if there were the truth or whether this was all part of the act. I winced as I heard her bubby cheery voice answer him.

"Oh Klaus, I've never met such a wonderful man! I was so lucky to have found you!" they went silent for a while and I knew he was smiling that smile and her heart was beating like it had never beaten before. I knew all this because it was like I was reliving every moment I had with him. "I think I love you" hold your horses, she what now? My eyes widened as I nearly fell off the chair. I was glad I wasn't that gullible. How long had he known this girl?

"Georgia, love, you know how I feel about you" his chair squeaked as he moved closer to her. I could hear her breathing hard as he did so. He really knew how to make a girl swoon. "But I can't commit to saying the same back to you" he pauses "you see I had a troubled past with my father and the whole idea of love just makes me heart break. I'm constantly reminded of the lack of love I had as child. I'm sure you understand, love"

"Of course" her voice rose about half a notch "of course I understand. You know I would do anything for you, my love" I wanted to hold my head. Was she seriously believing all this rubbish, he was telling her? I sighed, I definitely did. I didn't know if this thing with his father was genuinely real or another thing that he used to make girls sympathise for him. "I'm so sorry about your father Klaus"

"Not to worry, love. The past is the past. I must focus on the present" he stopped for a while as though thinking of what to say "You are my present" I took a deep breath. If I had a drink in my mouth, I would have spat that thing out all over the table. I held back. I was this close from turning around and releasing that poor girl from his charm. I felt like my ears were on fire as he continued "I only have eyes for you, love" this was getting ridiculous now. I couldn't let him trick another girl like that and I wouldn't. I inhaled slowly before grasping the handles of my chair and pushing myself up. This had to end. My back still facing them, I spoke loud and clear, ensuring everyone heard what I had to say.

"That man is a LIAR"