Mary and I had been friends since high school, and then we went to university together. She was always beautiful, which is why she married our classmate in her second year. Sonny was just an ordinary guy from the village, but with an incredibly kind heart. Already when they had a daughter, I also got married, but my marriage turned out not to be what I had planned. Anthony and I lived together for a little over a year, and then we split up. We never had any children. I saw Mary a lot.
She supported me after my divorce. And when their second daughter was born, they even made me godmother. After that moment, I became even closer to their family.
– I feel so sorry for you. I don’t even know what I would do if I were alone. But I don’t even want to think about it, because my Sonny is different. He loves me and would never hurt me.
Mary had an anniversary once. They were celebrating at home, since the second daughter, my goddaughter, had not yet turned a year old. After the guests left, I decided to help, cleaned the table, and washed the dishes. It was already about eleven pm when I started to go home, and I live on the next street.
– Sonny, take Alice home, it’s nighttime on the street. It would be safer for me. That night we walked along a street lit by lanterns. I don’t know how, but Sonny and I kissed in the driveway.
It was like a dream. I don’t know what possessed both of us at the time. From then on, we started seeing each other in secret. Everything was so romantic. He gave me flowers, gifts, affection, which I so lacked. I less and less often went to my friend’s house. I made up all sorts of stories, just to avoid meeting her. With Sonny, it was like living in paradise. He came to see me more and more often.
One day Mary came to me, crying. She told me that her husband had changed so much, that she could feel in her heart that he was with someone, and how she was going to live with that. I looked at her, and I had no sympathy for her. I thought I also had a right to happiness, even someone else’s… But everything changed one single day.
I came home from work very upset. I had a headache, and at the time I needed Sonny’s support more than ever. He came to see me, as arranged. But instead of pitying me, caressing me, he just said, no big deal, better let me eat.
This day the soup was not good, the cutlets were burnt. He got angry and said that I wasn’t a hostess, and that was it. It was like a veil had come off my eyes.
What had I done? What was all this for? Mary trusted me, and I acted like this. And I do not know how long it would have lasted, if it were not for the situation with the cutlets. I realized that romance doesn’t last long, and everyday life begins: dirty socks, unwashed dishes, poorly ironed shirt. I realized that he is the most ordinary man, of which there are so many in this world. You just have to wait until your happiness appears on the horizon.
Dear girls, remember, before you fall in love with someone else’s man, think hard about whether it’s worth it. Believe me, he is just like everyone else. Romance will pass very quickly and everyday life will remain.
