The Valentine’s Day Interviews: Sarah’s Tale
I didn’t think he knew, so when I got the call that Valentine’s Day, I was pleasantly surprised. Come to dinner, he had said, just the two of us. If that’s not a date invitation, I don’t know what is. Besides, I really loved him. We hadn’t talked much, but the little bits we did throughout the years was enough for me to get to know him quite well. Know him so well, in fact, that I should have seen him gone from me years before.
Still, it came as quite a shock, to say the least, when he told me he was married. When he told me her name, I recognized her as the girl who was a better friend to him than I was. We didn’t really know each other very well, his wife and I, but I knew enough to say we were polar opposites. Surprisingly, he and I were not that different.
It was strange; my feet moved long before my brain had comprehended and I ended up soaked at Maggie’s door long before I had even realized what I really felt. I had lost him and I needed to find someone else. Maggie helped me like the friend she was, but there was only so much she could do. I needed to start over. So, I went to France and immersed myself in the language. I became a businesswoman for the largest perfume company in Nice. And as strong as I became, I still can’t pick up the phone to talk to him again. If forgave him even before I left since it wasn’t his fault for the turn of events. He didn’t know I loved him and besides, she was a better match for him anyway.
This isn’t my satisfaction talking, I’m still single without a boyfriend, but I can’t stand leaving John in the states without so much a clue as to how I really feel. In fact, I think I’ll call him right now. After all, it’s been three years.
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