mrmrcia

This is a story about an open-relationship between an unwilling prostitute and a married man. 


He was in an open marriage, but she's not the wife. To be one of the many partners of a man committed to another woman was her role. 


She wanted to hide her feelings that were starting to grow, her longing to be by his side, and lastly herself, by virtue of an open relationship. 


However, it was all for naught. When everything came to light, she desired to end the relationship they had. Her last words echoed through his mind as she bid him farewell through her mournful eyes. 


"If only I hadn't met you, I wouldn't be hurting this badly."

A Rich Man's Lover

Bewildered? No. That wasn't the only emotion that Syn was feeling at that moment. In a way, there was a part of her that had long accepted the fact that her life would never escape the clutches of misguided encounters. At present, the most dominant emotion in her heart was amusement, one tainted by her grievances.

Syn began to laugh, albeit silently.

'It's really him. I remember now. That disgusting smile didn't change a bit.' She thought as the mockery in her delight slowly appeared in the smile on her face. 'Fancy meeting you here, newbie. You don't look like you aged, not even a bit.'

After that occurrence in September, Syn was able to see Rai a couple more instances before her family moved to another city. A long time had already passed. No wonder Syn had forgotten their several, but brief, meetings.

February 7, 2021: L’esprit de l’escalier