Now, the million pound question - was it worth it? Yes. Well, of course I’m gonna say yes, as you don’t get fake married and live with someone who has a double life if you aren’t getting anything from it. I liked it when he would go back to her because that gave me a chance to breathe to be on my own, like the old days. To miss him. Sometimes he’d be gone too long but we always managed to chat on the phone. He’d call me. I couldn’t call or text him. You know, in case the wife picked up. Oh my god. That would be hilarious. Or maybe it’d be the worst thing in the world. That’s the problem. I can’t decide which. I keep going back and forth between the two.
Anyway, I’m losing my focus. So…. He'd gone away, blah, blah, blah but then he’d come back with secret presents he’d bought me and that was really nice. I wouldn’t get that in a real marriage and I’d have to put up with him 24/7. So, you keep to the right side. The side that is always shiny and he always comes back. Never go to the side where he might actually like going home to his wife as much as he likes coming back to you. Just don’t. Keep to the right side.
To be fair he would stay for longer with me. So, I was never too upset with him going because like the saying goes there’s nothing like a taste of the wife to keep him coming back for longer. It sounds like I’m obsessed with the wife. I’m not. I’m just intrigued. What would she do if she found out? Would she leave him? Would I want him full-time if she did? These are all questions I’ve already posed to him but….He never answers. Well, he’ll respond with a comeback, not actually answer the question. There’s questions in there that I should try and answer too but we have a system worked out and it does just that for the most part.
It sounds like I’m being very negative but the thing that I love the most about him is his loyalty and commitment. He’s loyal to me because at least I know about the wife and he’s committed to me because he always comes back. Like a boomerang. Security is a big thing for women. And, I feel secure with him. We have a good connection too. How we can talk for hours and not even scrape the surface. There’s depth there. There’s loads of little things that I can’t even go into because you don’t know him, that I absolutely adore about him. His mannerisms and quirks. The things that make him the exact person who I love.
Well, then the shit hit the fan didn’t it? She disappeared. No word to anyone. Definitely not him. I asked him if he thought she knew but he said no. She would've said something not just ran away. Out of character was the phrasing he used. I asked why else would she run away then but he couldn't answer. He stayed there for longer than usual calling her friends and trying to look for clues as to where she went. It did take long. Well, it doesn't, does it, In this day and age?
What happened was after 3 days he called the police saying it was unlike her to go without telling anybody. They were supposed to go out together with some friends apparently. The funny thing is he was arrested. Well, from the perspective of the coppers. He's the main suspect. Done away with her. He told them that he has a another woman on the cards but that just made them more suspicious. He had to stay back at his house for a lot longer than normal which I understood. It’s just when you think you’ve got your life sorted that something happens to put it in disorder again. She eventually got in touch with him and the kids and just told them that she needed space away from everyone. They asked her if she was going through a midlife crisis or some sort of a breakdown but she denied both. Just saying that the marriage hadn’t been right for some time and didn’t think she wanted a marriage anymore. He told me the kids were so confused and distraught. How could she do this? Mothers don’t leave, they said. He refrained from pointing out that they were not children anymore and had their own lives but, you know. It’s hard.
So, after she got in touch. He started staying. As in, not bothering to go back. I guess I got what I wanted. Sometimes life fucks you that way.
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