by Grace Rolyat

Created on: April 16, 2009

I was a good girl once, who met a good guy that belonged to someone else and we did a bad thing. It was a fairytale love, that doesn't have a fairytale ending. We meet at work and that's where the friendship started. Later, it blossomed into something else and after much discussion and forethought. We started spending breaks together, then lunches, then happy hours, then intimate dinners, and so forth. Both of us being very analytical as well as rational often discussed the pros and cons of our situation. He had way more to loose than I, he had his whole life to risk, I just my heart.

We soon found our selves in love and we couldn't just walk away and neither of us wanted too. He was unlike any guy I had ever met; he listened, cared, remembered, forgave, and even forgets from time to time. To my friends I dubbed him Mr. Wonderful; he always knew what I wanted before I did. He could make me smile from across town and make me giggle like a child. We were so in love, but knew the pretenses of our relationship were wrong. He was married, or rather is married, and to add insult to injury. His wife works at the same place. Now, I know your wondering how this is possible. But she was on short term disability, and only recently came back to work about three or four months ago.

You'd think that a man who is married and works with his wife not to mention has a child in the toddler stage has no time, to love and be with someone else. I thought so too, and often wondered when my amazing fantasy was coming to an end. Well our time was limited and I did miss him, but we found ways around it. I purchased a separate cell phone for him, as to go undetected and to keep our communication alive. It worked and we continued on for nearly a year.

We were to have lunch one day and as I waited and waited, he never showed. After being with this man for so long this was the first time he ever made me feel like "the other women"
I called and sent text after text, only to receive a phone call later that afternoon saying he had incidentally left the phone in the car. She found them and our worst inevitable nightmares had come true.
Both our lives were being turned upside down, and the tension was much more than we could bear. We couldn't talk long but he informed me that she was on her way to the nearest cell phone store to pull up anything and everything on the memory card.

Not knowing what to do or what to say, I immediately apologized and began to weep. Not out of guilt, but out of fear,

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