I feel like my world is on the verge of collapsing. My own husband, the man I pledged my life to, is cheating on me. I am standing outside a restaurant, on the outskirts of town, watching Richard on a date with some blonde bimbo. As I continue watching them, I notice my husband does not seem completely present. I can't help but wonder and hope he is at least feeling guilty for betraying me.
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