Total pages in book: 52
Estimated words: 47419 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 237(@200wpm)___ 190(@250wpm)___ 158(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 47419 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 237(@200wpm)___ 190(@250wpm)___ 158(@300wpm)
Then there was the fact that my old friend group, some of whom knew me long before I met and married Rachel, seemed closer to her than when we were married. There were times when they would be talking and laughing about some shared experience that I knew nothing about and I felt like an outsider.
It's been a while since I’d spent any time with any of them because they refused to socialize with Wendy, the homewrecker, and they were not shy about calling her that to her face. But what struck me most and hurt like hell was Rachel.
She seemed so much like her old self. Happy, glowing, vivacious. I noticed that she and Jacob seemed closer, but I knew it was just my mind playing tricks on me. Neither of them would go there; I was sure of it. They had too much respect for me, and it would be too confusing, especially for my son.
When the party was over, Kevin didn’t want to leave with me; he wanted to stay with his mother and cousins, which kind of pissed me off. In the end, it was Rachel who got him to behave by promising to have his cousins over the following Sunday.
I offered to help her get Sarah into her car seat, but she put me off with a smile of thanks. Then, I watched as she allowed Jacob to help her. My daughter chortled at something he said, and I could see from that one interaction that they were well acquainted with each other.
I left there confused and hurt. I have no idea what’s going on. I spent the night sitting up in bed, wide awake, with Wendy oblivious beside me. She initiated intimacy, which I gave into, but for the first time, my heart just wasn’t in it, even if my body reciprocated.
I just couldn’t get over the way everyone had acted the day before and how they all seemed to be connected while I was the odd man out. I felt real fear for the first time since the affair began. Fear of what? I have no idea, but there’s something curdling in my gut that kept me up all night, and now I’m sitting here over my morning coffee, waiting for the other shoe to drop.
In a few hours, it would be time to take Kevin back to his mother. Something I’ve been doing for months now with no problem, but for some reason, I’m counting down the hours, the hours, until I see Rachel again.
HOMEWRECKING SKANK
Itook my time with my makeup the way I always do when it’s drop-off time. I never want her to forget that he traded up. I know the bitch must be dying inside that I interrupted her happy little home, even though she pretends otherwise. Women like her make me sick.
If the man wants out, just let him go, I say. If she was doing her job, there’s no way I could’ve taken her man, so she can’t blame me. If he was happy with her, he wouldn’t have picked up what I was putting down, so I feel no guilt. I’m not the one who promised to love and cherish her after all.
I’m in a much better position now than I was two and a half years ago when we first started. Now, I don’t have to hide the man of my dreams and our relationship has been more fulfilling. He’s the best thing that has ever happened to me and everything I ever wanted in my man.
He's attentive and caring, and best of all, he chose me. I never really paid any attention to her before; I didn’t really care about her as a person. Her existence didn’t get in the way of our growing love for each other, and that’s all I cared about.
She was so stupid she didn’t even realize all those times he was right next to her texting me, or all the times we went away on ‘business’ when we were really spending about one hour a day working and the rest of the time fucking like bunnies or living our best lives together away from the pressure and stress of being caught.
I know the bitch probably got pregnant because she suspected something to try to hold onto him; he says not, but I’m a woman; we know these things. I know she’s only pretending not to care.
She thinks she’s still in the game because his family and friends chose her side, but I’m willing to wait them out because I know that with time, they’ll come around. As soon as I have our first child together, his parents are going to want to see their grandchild, and that’s going to be the thing that breaks the ice.
They may hate me all they want, but once they realize they won’t get to see my kid without me, that will be the end of this bullshit. It still burns my ass that they invite her everywhere, but I can bide my time. I waited two years to finally steal Doug away from her after all, and that worked out well.