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CHAPTER 23
"How did you know that?"
"How did I know? That's all you're concerned about?"
"Terri, I…"
"I met her, Stiles!
Stiles was surprised to find out that Terri and Kara had met. He wondered why Kara hadn't mentioned it.
"How? When? Does she know about you, who you are I mean?"
"I met her a couple of days ago. I saw you the night you bought one of my paintings…I told a friend about us and she convinced me to find you." Terri started walking around the room to make space between them. "I broke into your room. I wasn't going to talk to you; I just wanted to, to be near you. My friend agreed to call my cell if she saw you, but when she called I couldn't leave. I wanted to see you so badly. I heard the door open, but when I looked up, it wasn't you—it was her."
"Terri, I know. . ."
"I was sitting there holding your robe, the one I gave you, when she walked in. She threatened to call the police so I told her I was the maid and that I had lost something while I was cleaning. I had taken off the wig and contacts and in my rush to get out of the room I left them behind. I may have dropped my locket too, the one I buried when we were here before. She didn't say anything?"
Stiles was thinking about everything he'd just heard.
"No, she didn't say anything. It wasn't until the next morning when I saw her." Stiles paused. "Terri, about Kara, I didn't plan to-I thought you were gone forever. I-"
Terri had a solemn look on her face. "How long was I gone before you started dating again?"
Stiles was very uncomfortable. This was a conversation he never expected to have. "Almost two years. It's only been her."
"So you've been sleeping with her for 'almost two years'; that's comforting." Terri said sarcastically.
"That's not fair!" Terri ignored him.
"How long have you been engaged?"
Stiles stared at her for a moment, before sighing and nearly whispering, "Six months."
"When are you getting married?"
"Terri, I'm not getting married. Not now, how could I? I never picked a date anyway. I didn't realize why at first, but it was because of you. I still love you. I couldn't really imagine saying those vows to anyone else. You are my soul mate."
Terri wasn't going to let him off the hook that easily. "You love me so much you brought her here on our anniversary? You're even staying in the same suite! What, were you going to replace our memories with new ones with her? I had no idea what we had meant so little to you!"
"Terri, that's not fair! Besides, I didn't bring her here. I came alone to, to say. . ."
He was about to say, "To say goodbye," but thought better of it. "She just showed up! I didn't invite her . . ."
Terri and Stiles had been too busy arguing to notice the small child watching them from the top of the staircase. He made his way to Terri and began speaking before either was aware of his presence.
"Stop yelling at my mommy!"
Stiles looked down surprised.
"Jack?" Stiles smiled as he recognized the little boy he'd met on the beach earlier that day. Then what the child said hit him. "Did he just call you mommy?"