Robert, my Mr. Wonderful, became very possessive after we got married. His insecurities started to make him very uncomfortable with our age difference. I was in the best shape I had ever been in, and Robert, although very attractive, was overweight and starting to go bald. He had always been jealous of the attention I got from men, especially since my friendly personality always made it seem like I was flirting.
From day one, I had to reassure Robert that I only had eyes for him, but it never seemed to be enough for him. Eventually, his insecurities, jealousy, and possessiveness became overwhelming. Robert assumed that every man that looked my way was a potential threat, so much so that he would hold me close in public and would make a big deal about having to go out. If he went on business trips, he always took me with him because he was afraid that I would stray while he was away. He went so far as to fire the help at our house, just to keep me busy with chores, but it only made me bitter and angry.
In the year that I was with Robert, I never once spoke to Derrick, even after our marriage experienced a rough patch. In fact, since the day I walked out on Derrick, I never had contact with him. I blocked his calls and even changed my number, just to avoid contact. I needed a fresh start, but Robert was proving to be very different from what I initially thought I wanted.
One night, while out with Robert for one of our usual dinner dates, the stars aligned perfectly and once again, my life changed. While walking to the ladies’ restroom, I passed by the bar and was taken aback by a familiar smell. There was only one man I knew who smelled of that cologne. I looked around hoping that my senses were correct, and suddenly, I was left weak and breathless. There he stood, my familiar older man. He had a drink in his hand, a smile on his face, and a familiar woman by his side. Derrick turned to face me, and I quickly rushed to the restroom—I wasn’t ready to face him. But, much to my surprise, he followed me down the hallway.