Marcus had no trouble finding Angus, and he followed Angus as Angus walked deeper into the woods. Angus wanted some space between him and the house and wanted to be well out of viewing area for anyone from the main house or the duplex to be watching him. As much as he loved the people here on the estate, he craved solitude today. Truth be told, he didn't want Marcus here either, but Marcus wasn't about to be left behind. Angus did understand Marcus was doing his job. Finally, Angus sat down on a log, and Marcus sat down with him.
"You alright?" Marcus asked him.
"I don't even bloody know her," Angus said, feeling really hurt and wounded by Edward and Ruby. "I really, really thought I did, but I don't understand her at all. I swore I would take my time, make sure I positively knew the woman I decided to marry, and that I would marry in my own time, wouldn't be rushed. Never, in all the times I thought about what a wedding might look like did I think it would look like what I ended up with. All the discussions Ruby and I had, never once did she say 'I think I'll just team up with your granddad, and we'll con you into it.' And look at me. I'm effing pitiful. And knowing that Edward was part of it? What the hell? I mean, really, what the effing hell? So am I to believe that all the times she said no pressure, take your time, I'll wait for you forever--was that all just an enormous lie?"
"I don't know, Mate," Marcus sighed, "I thought I knew her too, but she just asked me if you were ever going to get over yesterday."
"Seriously?" Angus asked quietly. "The Ruby I knew wouldn't have had that sort of snide, selfish thinking even come up in her head. The woman I thought she was would have told Edward to stick this money driven plan up his arse. The woman I thought she was would have slapped the crap out of whoever the heck that is that's in the kitchen and would have kicked her out of the damned house. This woman wants me to get over myself. She looks like Ruby, and her voice sounds like Ruby, but the woman that I just left baking rolls in my kitchen seems to have a heart of ice. Maybe a decade or four in Azkaban would do me good."
"Nah, by then, if you're in jail, she could be running all of the Donahue estate and its enterprises. You want that?"
"Well, the Ruby I knew would have wanted to do a good job with it. This woman? I don't know. She's a stranger. You want to know why I didn't tell them both to go screw themselves yesterday?"
"Yeah, actually. You're a fighter. You didn't even try to fight yesterday. You just basically fell on your sword yesterday morning. So do tell. What the hell made you agree to that ridiculous plan?"
"For her--for the woman I thought she was. I did not want to hurt her for all the world. I felt like anything else I would think of or do would have suggested to her that maybe I didn't love her and maybe I didn't mean my commitment to her. And I didn't want to hurt her. I did not want to do to her what she actually did do to me. Ironic, isn't it? I felt truly stuck into letting myself be hurt in order to be able to protect her. It wasn't that I wasn't ever going to do it at all, but I sure as hell didn't want any part of doing it like that."
"I suppose, in a way, her remark to me just a few minutes ago is proof that your protection worked. For her to ask, basically, when you were going to get over yourself, that is 100 percent minimization--her belief that what happened was just no big deal and that you need to just suck it up and get on with it. If I hadn't just seen her behave as I did, I'd have suggested you should try to talk to her. Now, I don't know if there's any point in that. I should have stopped you yesterday..."
"Look," Angus said. "You were married for damned near fifteen years to a woman that didn't love you either, and you survived. And you did it well. I won't promise to do it anywhere near well, but, maybe if I approach it like you did, to just make sure that she's got whatever she thinks she needs, within reason, maybe she'll be happy. And maybe I'll survive."
"Nah, Mate. That's just falling on your sword but doing it slowly. Besides, you take that stance with her, and she's not one ounce better than Suzanne. Suzanne marries for things and not for love. Don't you let her do that. And then there's the whole matter of Edward's part in this."
"I meant what I said. Screw Edward. I'm not ready to deal with him yet. I trusted him more than any other person I knew in my entire life, and he betrayed me. And then, today? Her one condition to going along with any sting operation was to involve Edward? Of all the conditions she could have wanted, and that was what came into her head? Up Edward's ass. What the hell does he need to be involved for? It doesn't pertain to him. I don't know what sort of a thing she has going with him, but she clearly doesn't know or doesn't care, one or the other, how making Edward the only thing she cares about in this sting operation feels like just one more huge thing that hurts."
"She doesn't have a clue about what you're thinking or feeling, I'm convinced of that," Marcus replied.
"And you know what really pisses me off more than anything, even more than being forced into it? The fact that she doesn't want to have to admit that she had any part in it. I call bullshit. I saw, with my own eyes, that she had an active part in it. If she'd just bloody admit and have even a drop or two of accountability and responsibility it so we could talk about what the eff she was thinking maybe we could get past it, but no. I am not so bloody stupid that i will ever believe that she wasn't part of it when she so clearly was. So, the bottom line for me is that I'm probably going to have an attitude about it until she's ready to at least admit I have a reason for my crappy attitude."
"Sounds like a stalemate, then."
"Pretty much," Angus said. "Yesterday, I was hurt and confused. Today, I'm empty, and I'm just at a loss. I'd like to believe the Ruby that I knew before yesterday is still there somewhere, but this new, cold and selfish Ruby is not someone I want to know."
"Understood," Marcus said. "I went through that myself, to some extent, with Evelyn."