A Second Meeting -3

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He wondered why he hadn’t seen it before now when it was evidently bold in it's appearance; two gold rings on her ring finger in her left hand. He hadn’t noticed it at the wedding either.

He stopped abruptly and quickly swallowed the food in his mouth.

“Is that a wedding ring?” he enquired skeptically.

She laughed before replying.

“Are you just noticing it? I thought you saw it when you came in so I automatically assumed you were okay with it.
Does it bother you?” she asked him.

“Wait a minute, are you saying that you are married?” he asked incredulously.

She sighed then answered again.

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you about it while we were still talking on those calls, I didn’t want to end something without seeing where it might lead us.”

“And what is that ‘thing’? You expect me to be some sort of a boyfriend on the side?
Where is your husband? Is it possible that he was at home all those while I called you?” he was almost shouting at this point.

“This doesn’t have to become a big deal so don’t make it one. Things like this happen all the time.”

“Where is your husband?” he repeated.

“He’s out of the country.” She replied.

“Please, stay with your husband and be faithful to him. There’s no gain in you going around and deceiving people.” He said as he stood up, ready to leave.

“You have no idea what it feels like to be married to someone like him, he’s terrible. But you’re so different from him, you’re kind.”

“I can’t do this thing with you, please.”

“You’re not actually going to end this because of my marital status, are you?”

“Isn’t that enough reason for me to end it?”

“But we have a special connection and I’m willing to risk my marriage for this.”

“Is that why you asked me I was married?”

“I needed to be sure before I got too attached. If you had asked me then I would have told you that I was married, but you never did.”

“I’m sure in your mind that justifies all your actions.” he replied sarcastically. “You don’t have to risk anything, it’s not worth it.” He walked away.

She didn’t call him back or stop him; she just stared in defeat as he left the eatery.

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