I hop in my car and speed away. The tears are falling down my cheeks, and I don't fight with myself. There are so many things running through my mind. I must take hold of my situation. I have to set some rules for myself. One, I cannot go back to her anymore. It's not fair to her. Each time I'm in her company, I can't say no to her, and I know it's wrong to lead her on like that.
Two, I must have a talk with my husband. I have, definitely, discovered some issues that I must address. I'm beginning to feel like what I have with my husband was never love. There was a mutual attraction, and there was much admiration. There was chemistry, but it's not love. I cannot feel anything on a deeper and emotional level. I have experienced much deeper feelings in just a few weeks. Olivia has shown up, and I feel more than I ever have in the few years Phillip and I have been together.
I just need to be fair to everyone involved. I must tell my husband my truth, but at the same time, I can't go back to Olivia, not because I don't care about her, but because she is my husband's niece. There is no easy way around it.
As I'm reaching home, Phillip is pulling up at the same time. He sees my expression. He can see the evidence of tears on my cheeks. He asks what's wrong, and I take him by the hand and lead him inside. The time is now.
Half an hour later, I'm walking through the front door with a duffel bag in my hand and a raging husband at my back. He is calling me every unkind word you can call a woman. He thinks I'm cheating on him with another man. He didn't even fully listen. I didn't believe he would be this way.
I hop in my vehicle, promising to never turn back, and head to my best friend's house.
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Olivia
RandomPhillip offers for his lesbian niece to stay with him for a while. His wife was skeptical about it, but soon agrees with her husband's decision. Will Olivia prove to be a pleasant tenant in their home? Will she straighten up, and get things right?
