Imminent

Out of all the possibilities that I had considered, this wasn't one of them. I don't know why the thought hadn't occurred to me, but it hadn't. We were careful. We were so good at being careful.

But it wasn't enough.

Sure, I knew that if and when it got out, it would spread like wildfire; nothing that scandalous happened in a town like ours without everyone and their mother knowing about it. But when I imagined it happening, it wasn't like this.

I didn't know that my brother was going to be home. I didn't know that Jensen had been lying. I didn't plan on things spiraling out of control so fast. I didn't plan on falling in love with a man that I wasn't supposed to have.

But like much of everything else, it seems that fate had other plans.
We were bound to fall apart, it was just a matter of when.

Imminent, I think, was a better way to describe what we were.

But I'm getting ahead of myself.

This only where things started to unravel, not where they began.