PROLOGUE
You see that woman currently sitting in the porch of that apartment building. The one balling her eyes out, with mascara ruining down her cheeks and wearing evening wear so early in the morning. Yeah, I see her too, her reflection staring right back at me from the black Mercedes parked on the spot in front of her. That woman is me.
My bestfriend of eighteen years, boyfriend of eight and husband of three years just kicked me out of the place I've been calling home for the last six years.
Wait a minute. Before you start calling him all kind of names because you think he's the most despicable human being to ever walk planet earth, everything happening right now is probably my fault.
Ever heard of the saying you've made your bed now lie in it? Yes? It was my turn to do just that. I couldn't though, which was why I was sitting here looking like a stylish homeless person.
I stared at the skyscraper that stood from afar. What were my chances of survival if I decided to jump from the top floor I wondered. I wasn't feeling suicidal or anything like that. I was just tired. Tired of all the lemons life kept throwing at me, I hate lemonade. All I wanted to do was shut my eyes, sleep and wake up three years from now, or six months before today.
Life is unpredictable, isn't it? Not so long ago I was tired of the average life I was living whilst my peers lived as lavish as money could buy. I was tired of being the 25 years old who had to be home early because she had a husband to please. I was tired of my life, of living by the rules, when deep down I wanted to do something unbelievably mind blowing.
And I did. It was so out of this world, limitless. But here I am, wondering if I could turn back the hands of time.
Enthralling engagement from the start! I’m instantly drawn to this woman, i feel her sense of tragedy and loss and guilt in every thought. But it raises so many questions—what mind blowing step did she take? And, how did it result with such a deep frisson between her and her best friend, her husband, who—previously—she seemed to almost feel stifled by her devotion to him? It certainly seems as though freedom isn’t everything she wished for… I’m interested to see if she will try to turn it all around, win him back,,
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