“They’ll grind it down and forget,” says Eldar sharply.
Inside me, a fire blazes—burning away the tender, bright feelings along its path. My husband was my everything: a friend, the first and only man, the best lover in the world.
The tenth wedding anniversary, to which we invited a bunch of guests, ended in a grand scandal. Instead of a congratulatory video, everyone watched as Eldar made love with my friend. Not just a friend… damn it, it was Tanya. We’re like sisters. Since childhood.
“Do you seriously think I can ever forgive what I saw?” I shake my head.
“You will,” he says sternly, tapping out each word. “I won’t give you a divorce, Rita.”