My husband, Robert, walked upstairs with two glasses and a bottle of my favorite wine. Apparently, his day had been stressful at work and he really needed to unwind. He sat in front of me, completely vulnerable and open to me, telling me about his worries and concerns about the next step he would be taking in his business. As he spoke, it really hit me how much I loved this man. He was not perfect by any means, but he was perfectly imperfect for me. We had more than our fair share of troubles, but at the end of the day, my soul itself yearned for his arms. He knew me better than anybody ever cared to know. He loved me for who I was. We had a complicated love that sometimes I couldn’t even understand.
When Robert was finished talking about work, he sat in silence for a few minutes. I didn’t think anything of it, as I figured that he was just relaxing. And then he turned my world upside down. “It’s been really bugging me, Cassandra. That woman, the one from the restaurant.” I stared at him with a blank face, wondering where he was going with this. “You now, the lady whom you said was just an acquaintance of yours?”
“Okay?” I said, afraid of what he would say next. A million and one things went through my head, and none of them had a good ending.
“That was Leslie, correct?” he asked.
“Leslie?” I repeated. I was not sure of Mrs. Friedman’s first name; I had never bothered to ask.
“Yes, Leslie Friedman. She is married to Derrick Friedman, one of the wealthiest men in the industry.” He stared at me, looking for a reaction.
“Yes, yes, of course. Leslie.” I let her name settle in my head. “What about her?” I asked.
“How do you know her? Only a handful of people really know her. And for her to know your name, well that’s even more astounding.”
I did not wait for him to continue. “I told you, she’s an old acquaintance.”
I looked at Robert and instantly knew that my explanation wasn’t going to be enough for him. He wanted answers, and I had about a second to think about what I would tell him. I had about a second to figure out how I was going to save my marriage…