Hidden behind the wall I see a shadow of a man, a man I supposedly love. His hands are
around her waist; almost embracing her whole body, caressing slowly, his mouth is
hungrily feeding on her mouth with a hunger that I have never experienced with
him. My husband of 6 years who once said he would die but touch any other
woman, who rarely touched me anymore, is ravishing someone else and then suddenly
they turn and I see her face.
Tears roll down my cheeks and I yell in disbelief
as I see my best friend, my life support in my husband’s arms. True to his word
my husband has not touched any other woman; he is with "V", my friend, my best friend, my guy friend Vikas!
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