Beatrice's jealousy was a raging fire, fueled by the painful memories of her father's betrayal and the heartbreaking memories of her ex, Keith. Jared's gentle voice tried to calm the flames, "Keith hurt you, but that doesn't mean I will. Can't you see how much I love you? Your doubts are like poison, slowly destroying our love. Just because a girl calls me, it doesn't mean she's special to me. And when I travel, it's for work, not to find someone new. Please, my love, trust me," Jared pleaded, his words overflowing with kindness and devotion.
Beatrice's jealousy and insecurities consumed her, making her super possessive. She couldn't help but feel like she was losing Jared, and it drove her crazy. She'd sneak peeks at his phone, and when he was away, she'd get anxious if he didn't text or call her back right away. The sight of him with another girl would send her into a frenzy. Beatrice struggled to believe Jared's promises, and her doubts were slowly driving them apart. Jared's frustration grew as Beatrice's insecurities spiraled out of control, making her do things that pushed him further away.
Two years into their whirlwind romance, Jared took Beatrice's breath away with a surprise proposal on a cozy Sunday evening. As he dropped to one knee, his eyes locked on hers, and he asked the question that would change their lives forever: "Will you marry me?" Beatrice's heart skipped a beat as she squealed with delight, "Yes, I will! I love you so much!" Jared's face lit up with a warm smile as he slid the ring onto her finger. "I love you too, my darling," he whispered. "Do you Promise me you'll work on trusting me and having faith in our love." Beatrice's eyes sparkled with tears of joy as she vowed, "I promise, my love!" In that magical moment, Beatrice knew she loved Jared more than words could express.
Beatrice couldn't wait to share the exciting news with her friend Rachael. She dialed her number, and as soon as Rachael picked up, Beatrice blurted out, "He proposed! Jared asked me to marry him!" Rachael screamed with delight on the other end of the line. "I knew it! I told you my brother was head over heels in love with you. He'd never hurt you, Beatrice. You can trust him with your heart." Rachael's voice was filled with happiness and excitement. "I'm beyond thrilled that you'll soon be my sister-in-law!"
With Jared's marriage proposal and assurance of eternal love, he thought she will change, until some things began to seem worst.
As time passed, Beatrice started to notice a suspicious pattern. Jared would often disappear on secret trips, and she couldn't shake the feeling that he was hiding something. Desperate for answers, Beatrice tried to sneak a peek at Jared's phone, but she was locked out. He had changed all his passwords. At first, she tried to brush it off and trust him, just like he'd always asked her to. But she just couldn't. The uncertainty was eating away at her. When she confronted Jared about the password changes, he exploded in anger. "My phone is mine alone," he snapped. "You have no right to snoop through it." Beatrice felt a stinging hurt; Jared's words made her feel like she was still the same possessive, jealous person she'd always been, and that he'd given up on her changing.
Beatrice's mind was consumed by a devastating thought: Jared was cheating on her. That's why he'd changed his phone passwords and sneaked off on trips without telling her. She felt a wave of panic wash over her. "I won't survive being betrayed again," she thought, her heart racing. "I love him too much. If I catch him cheating, I'll lose control. No one will ever humiliate me like that again." Her insecurities and jealousy had taken over, making her forget the promise she'd made to Jared. Whenever she visited him, she'd snoop around, desperate for clues. She'd even hold her breath to secretly listen in on his private calls, her paranoia consuming her.
"One sunny Saturday morning, Jared felt a pang of sadness as he realized his relationship with Beatrice had grown chilly. "We used to be inseparable, but now all we do is argue over little things," he thought, his heart longing for the good old days. "I need to bring back the spark. Tonight, I'll take Beatrice on a surprise date and make her feel special again." Little did he know, Beatrice was thinking the same thing - that their love needed a boost. But she had no idea Jared had a romantic evening planned just for her.
Just after 11 am, Beatrice's phone rang, breaking the silence. She quickly grabbed it, hoping it was Jared. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw his name flashing on the screen. "Hello, my love! Good morning!" Jared's cheerful voice filled her ears. "Hi, sweetheart! How are you? How was your night?" Beatrice asked, her voice filled with excitement. "It was great," Jared replied. Beatrice playfully teased, "I thought you'd snuck off to meet your secret admirers!" Jared chuckled, "Which admirers? No one compares to your beauty, my love!" Beatrice giggled. Then Jared dropped a surprise, "Get ready, I'm taking you out tonight!" Beatrice squealed with delight, "Really? Wow, I can barely wait to see you!
They both couldn't contain their excitement, eagerly anticipating the moment they'd see each other's smiling faces. They made plans, deciding on the perfect time and place to meet. As they said their goodbyes and Jared hung up, they both felt like they were walking on air. It was a sunny day filled with promise, and they couldn't stop daydreaming about their upcoming date. It felt like the thrill of their very first date all over again, and their hearts were racing with anticipation.
As the evening of their date unfolded, they arrived at the swanky restaurant, bathed in golden light, their faces aglow with unbridled excitement. Hand in hand, they glided across the polished floor, their eyes locked in a loving gaze, as they made their way to their cozy table. "You look absolutely breathtaking," Jared whispered, his voice husky with emotion, his eyes drinking in Beatrice's beauty. Beatrice's cheeks flushed a deep pink as she replied, "Aww, thank you, my love," her voice barely above a whisper. As they settled into their plush seats, a friendly waiter appeared, pen poised, to take their orders. While they waited for their drinks and meal to arrive, they lost themselves in conversation, their eyes entwined, their hearts beating as one. Jared's voice was a soothing melody, filled with affection, as he showered Beatrice with sweet endearments. "I'm counting the days until I can call you my wife," he whispered, his breath caressing her ear. Beatrice's laughter was a joyous symphony, music that filled Jared's heart with delight."
"The evening was magical, and soon their delicious food and drinks arrived. They savored each bite, enjoying each other's company, and chatting occasionally. But amidst the romance, Jared's phone kept buzzing with incoming calls. He ignored them, focusing on Beatrice instead. She wondered who could be calling him so persistently. Little did she know, it was Rachael, Jared's playful sister, calling to tease him about his date with her friend Beatrice.
After dinner, Jared paid the bill, and they stepped out into the night air. As they strolled to the car, a stunning woman suddenly appeared, her eyes locking onto Jared's face. "Jared, is that you?" she exclaimed, beaming with a bright smile. "Wow, you look amazing!" Jared smiled calmly, exchanging a warm hug with the woman, Tessy. But before they could pull away, Beatrice let out a loud hiss, her eyes flashing with anger. She turned on her heel and stormed off, leaving Jared in a panic. He quickly said goodbye to Tessy and rushed after Beatrice, but she ignored him, her silence icy cold.