I invited Laura over for dinner. It was a test of the waters.
I couldn't ignore the way your arms brushed as you reached for the salt. The way her hand rested on your thigh. The sneaked glances of forbidden love.
The whole crux of the matter was that Laura was a genuinely nice person. I could see why you fell in love with her. She was kind, helping our Alfie with his food.
And she was glamorous, gorgeous, slim.
She wasn't me.
I was so, so resigned.
What was the point?
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Short StoryWe swore to stay together. So when you shifted around, I stayed as an ever present shadow. There are more important matters than your affairs, James. I couldn't leave you because of them.
