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"Electricity." She looks up at me. "Every time I smell your scent, a frisson of something runs up my spine."
"And every time I look at you, every time I see you, every time I sniff you, I know I wouldn’t be able to bear it if you left me. Don’t leave me, wife, please." I go down on my knees. "I can’t function without you. I can’t see myself without you. I wouldn’t know what to do with myself. My heart would stop beating; my body would stop functioning. I am nothing without you, wife, nothing."
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Mira
"Oh, Eddie." Tears prick the backs of my eyes. His every word is like a balm on the jagged wound in my heart. One I hadn’t even been aware of. Maybe I’ve been numb since he confessed to me. Not just about what he did to me…but what happened to him. I’m still digesting the details. That talk with Summer helped, of course. It put things in perspective. He's a complex person, my husband. So many layers to him. Layers I'm still unwrapping.
"I love you, wife. More than anything. You have to believe me."
"I do." I swallow.
He looks up at me and his eyes shimmer. "Then don’t leave me."
"I need…some time, some space to decide what I want. You understand that?"
He nods. His fingers tighten on mine, then he kisses my knuckles. "Whatever you want."
"And you can’t stalk me or put cameras or bugs on any of my devices, or even in my car."
He doesn’t seem happy with it, but nods.
"And I’ll need to move out of the house."
"No." His lips thin.
"If you love me, you’ll let me have this time."
A tortured expression flits across his features, then he nods slowly.
"And I won’t be working at the office nursery."
"What?" He rises to his feet. "Don’t do this, wife. It’s the fact that you’re under my roof during the day that lets me breathe."
"Nothing is going to happen to me." I cup his chin. "I promise. I just need to be on my own, so I can think things through."
He doesn’t respond.
"You helped me find myself; now give me a little time to figure out what’s in my mind."
His expression grows more intense. "Wife, I—" He squeezes the bridge of his nose, then lowers his arm. "This is what you need to figure things out?"
I nod.
"What are you going to do? Where are you going to live?"
"I still have my flat."
"Didn’t you sublet it?"
I nod. "To a friend who moved to London, but she’s happy to share with me."
"And what are you going to do?"
"I’ve been saving the very generous salary you’ve been paying me. I’m going to invest it in the preschool where I used to work."
"I thought that shut down."
