When I got to Derrick’s mansion, I sat in the driveway for about 10 minutes. It was strange being outside of my old house—a home that, at one point, held many of my dreams. I spent many blissful days here in the arms of Derrick and had envisioned our future here. It was eerie walking to the front door and ringing the doorbell to a home that I once lived in. Derrick greeted me with open arms and held me for what seemed like hours. It’s amazing how quickly old feelings can rush through your body, especially in times of weakness. For the first few minutes, we just held each other. Eventually he led me to the living room where he had been watching TV.
As I made my way through the home to the living room, I noticed the house had changed since I lived there. The walls were painted different colors, the kitchen had been completely remodeled, and the furniture and home décor were all new. The walls were covered with canvases and frames holding pictures of Derrick and his wife. Most were from their younger days and you could really see the love in their young eyes. Immediately, I felt uncomfortable. I was literally walking into another woman’s home with not-so-noble intentions—I was ready to have an affair with this man. I felt guilty as I envisioned another woman in my home. If the roles were reversed and I found out that Robert, my husband, had another woman in our sacred home, I would be devastated beyond belief.
I sat across the room from Derrick. He complimented me on how I looked and we sat for hours talking about what had happened since I moved out. He said that after dating various women, he realized that he loved his wife and reconciled with her. They remarried and were going to therapy to work on their problems. He swore that he was trying to be a better man. I explained that I had married who I thought was the love of my life, and how now we were having marital difficulties.
“Every marriage has its problems, Cassie. Look at me and my wife. Even through infidelity, we have managed to make it through. If you really love him, you will find a way to make it work. Sometimes you just have to be honest about your needs and you need to figure out what’s right for you as a couple.” He shrugged his shoulders and started to walk towards me. He sat next to me and wrapped his arm around me. “You are a very dangerous woman, Cassie.”
I knew exactly what he meant, but I couldn’t help but push him further…