The urge to interrupt him before he had finished was overwhelming. His voice had always seemed hypnotic to me, until today. Today it felt like every word that came out of his mouth was another knife being stabbed into my heart. I knew this day would eventually come, that I was nothing more then a diversion. Even though I knew this, it didn’t keep me from falling in love with him. Or was I merely in love with my fantasy of him?
“What are you afraid of Ariel? Just because I’m going to marry her doesn’t mean that anything has to change between us. We will just have to be more careful about where we meet, so Rachel won’t find out.”
“Dustin, it has nothing to do with fear. We have been together for seven years. I have always been understanding when you’ve said that you weren’t ready for a relationship. Now out of nowhere you are telling me you want to get married? And to Rachel? Wasn’t I good enough for you?” I was finding it difficult to hold back my anger.
That seemed to stop him. For once it seemed like Dustin might actually be thinking of someone other then himself.
“Ariel, you were always enough. I screwed up this time. We were drunk, and well, Rachel is pregnant. I can’t risk her taking my child away. I won’t go through that. I thought you of all people would understand.” With that Dustin turned and walked away.
I was able to keep my tears at bay until I heard the front door click shut behind him. He was walking away from me, again. Seven years of watching him bounce from bed to bed, but always knowing that he would come back to me. Now I would be left as the other woman. I know it’s wrong, and yet I know I won’t change a thing if it means that I’ll still have even that small piece of him.