“So how am I supposed to seduce you, dear—if you don’t accept compliments?”
A look—like an X-ray. I studied you from head to toe. Stayed on the most remarkable places… in the sense of the press cubes and the biceps. I thought about something for a moment…
“No need to seduce me.”
“Why not?”
“Because I’ll seduce myself. You could say I’m already ready.”
“In what sense—ready?”
“In the ordinary one. I need a lover.”
“And so?”
“And you will be perfect for me!”
******
He changed.
My beloved, only, best husband in the whole world—he changed!
In our apartment, on our bed… with my own friend.
What could be worse? The fact that he blames me for everything that happened, but refuses to divorce!
But—he gives a chance to fix things…
And what else can I do? Obey and submit, swallowing tears of hurt?
Not for any reason in the world! I’ll find a lover and turn my ex’s life into paradise—so he’ll be down on his knees and begging to be left alone!