er daily ritual. Yoga always came first. As a dancer, she understood how flexible she needed to be. And if she wanted to remain relevant in her group

ld herself a

her throat, and occasional breath–catching. She ended her morning session with a hea

her about the cold weather. She turned on the cold t

members of Amor gathered for occasional practices. Beverly

ce’s Break, my soul, while the trio engaged in applauding dance

on’s place, she ca

day until 7. I’m supposed

itation from Oliver. “

The usual, Oliver. She’s getting t

re you

e earlier. Ho

re

all and made a seco

*

n to ring. She pushed her rocking head back

u just saved me a grea

Beverly

e with this. It’s Robert’s fault, fi

tter than a f

Just occupied. Too occupied to t

ing over. Do

hould be home by 7. If by miracle, I ca

efore 7. Say, a

Bev. I’ve go

ved a deep sigh. She stared at

*

residence at 5 pm. Oliver us

back?” s

N

comfortably. Her eyes scanned through the sitting room. The old designs hadn’t changed – Michelle had lost her decorative spirit

tiful always,”

cup to her lips and took

as Michelle’s beauty that had attracted her to him two years ago – but now

helle?” Be

you more than she does to me

“Yeah. You haven’t heard

tantly worried about her safety. He peered into Beverly

he response

ed to her?”

her directly. What h

to the news for a while and Robert

thing about helping an illegal

at affect Mich

sip. “She handled hi

ncrimina

ly. “I don’t want t

wh

be the one who ruins your r

could see his face redden. It was eas

to tell

ouch. “I have no evidence this t

tell

iminate her becaus

do you

u remember the su

o Cuba with one of Robert’s PAs and she had stayed there for thr

s cup. Instinctively, Oliver refilled the cup. “She met with P

do you

n her name. He only

done it and would keep on doing it. Be

el bad because she’s my friend.” She drop

going to ch

ut you never listened becaus

. How could she lie to me and ha

the moment. Then she kissed his forehead. Oliver raised his head, and for a moment, they gazed at each other, both warming up with passion. Oliver cupped her face and Bev

no time in undressing her. Sleeping all night with Michelle beside him, he wanted to touch her, make love to her. But the photos kept appearing in his subconscious mind. He kept t

ed his body over her and pulled out his member. In successive strides, he dived into her, leavin

cattered hairs off his forehe

bo

t Mic

h he was angry with Michelle for her unfaithfulness, he felt guilty that he was ch

“There’s no

hat happens to me? What happens to us

hed his hai

she is, that’s great. But

but…divorce is a long process…and if I want to divo

ed. “What abo

“That was two years ago, Bev. I saw those

e then. I understand. But if you can’t divorce her after all these things

er s

t to divorce Michelle, I must have a strong reason for doing so…not you standing in the witness bo

you…and that woman is me.” She ran her hands through his hand and pulled him close

e of weeks. I’ll