Betrayal

 It's been 3 years since they saw each other for the first time. 3 years of their love story. They met by chance; their heartbeats raced and their stomachs fluttered. She fell head over heels in love with him at the very moment. He was awestruck. The early butterflies blossomed into a mature relationship.

She was caring, he was loyal. She was outgoing, he was an introvert. She was bubbly ,he was calm. Perhaps his calm demeanor kept her calm.

He used to spend hours gazing at her face as she slept. When awake, they could not keep their hands off each other. He was not just in love with her, but obsessed! Every day after work, they would go on long walks. On these walks, she would tell him about her day, her work, her colleagues, and everything else that came to her mind. At the end of the walk, she would look into his eyes and tell him that he was a good listener. "Indeed I am," he thought.

However, things were about to get ugly. He could notice a change in her behavior. One day, she came home reeking of cologne, the kind that she did not own. He wanted to question her, but did not. Neither did he think too much of the long ‘business’ calls of hers, which were more of giggles and laughter than serious number crunching. What started really bothering him was that she started coming home late in the night. And she did not even bother to tell him where she was. She would give him a stare as if it was none of his business. Someday she would come in so late, she wouldn't even bother to cook dinner. They would eat the Chinese food that she had picked up on her way home.

He wanted to probe her, argue with her, but his love for her calmed his possessiveness. The changed behavior was affecting him. Things are not what I think they are. "It is the result of me over-imagining stuff." he would say to himself.

Then one day, he overheard her talking to a mysterious person on the phone. This "someone" was coming over to their house!

Before she left to bring him home, she turned to him and said, "I am going to bring over a friend. Is it fine with you? " He just stared at her, his eyes displaying his wrath. With a look of guilt on her face, she turned around and walked out of the house. He was heartbroken. Shaking all over with anger, he waited for her to bring this "friend" over.

After about half an hour, he heard her car pull into the parking space, followed by the sound of footsteps approaching the door.

As the door opened, he saw this young man holding her hand. He was flabbergasted. He looked at her in wrath and jumped at the "friend" and pinned him to the ground.

"Down boy! "Down!" she shouted, but he did not stop. The "friend" dashed out into the parking lot. He was about to chase him, but she pulled him back by his collar.

"I don’t think your dog likes me," the "friend" said while coming back, laughing!

"It is okay. I will just let him out for a while." Saying that, she forced him out and locked the door. He sat on the ground, staring at the door. Betrayed and heartbroken!