Under my boss' table - страница 8
Her phrase finished me off:
“Get out, please. And close the door behind you.”
And I left, hoping she didn't see my tears.
First I got some fresh air outside. The tears dried up, it got a little easier. Then I forced myself to go back to my place of work.
I wish I hadn't!
I listened carefully to the silence in Edward's office. It was as if nothing was happening there, as if they weren't talking.
“Maybe they left while I was on the street?” I thought. But after a couple of minutes, this question received a ruthless answer…
I heard his wife gasp. I froze in horror. In fact, why not? Although she is pregnant, her term is still a long time…
But Edward said that he would no longer have sex with her!
A destructive storm roared within me, which tore me apart while hypnotized, I listened to this unpleasant moan. Sofia was not ashamed of anyone and showed who the lover really was here.
“Oh… Mmm… Ah! Yes! Yes, dear… That's it!”
Tears ran down my cheeks again. But for some reason, I really wanted to see WHAT was Edward doing there, that he wasn't doing to me?
I cautiously walked towards the door of his office and, realizing how much I was risking, opened it a little almost silently. I understood that it would hurt me a lot, but I couldn't help myself. Fortunately, or perhaps not, my boss and his wife were so enthralled by the process that they paid no attention to my spying attempt.
A terrible image appeared before my eyes, which seemed to drive a sharp knife into my heart.
Sofia was sitting on the couch, her legs spread wide, her head thrown back with her eyes closed. There was obvious pleasure on her face. Edward stroked with his tongue between her legs…
I immediately backed away and, seeing nothing in front of me, ran out of the office. This lucky woman's face was before my eyes and she seemed to smile at me maliciously…
Working under the table
The next day I came to work as a completely different person from the day before. At home I thought a lot about my ‘relationship’ with Edward, if it could be called that. I weighed all the pros and cons. I argued and argued with myself.
The brain woke up in me and asked: “why do you allow such an attitude towards yourself?” Yes, I wanted to be Edward's lover, I really wanted to, but if he loved his bitch wife so much even after she betrayed him, did it make any sense to continue this interaction with him? Would this make me happier? What would I gain from this?
I had to admit that my alter ego was right. In fact, the world around me would not cease to exist if I said ‘no’ to Edward and let him leave my life. Of course, it would hurt, being without him. I might not even want to live. I didn’t know how I would perceive Edward's absence in my life. But there was no other way to survive, only through pain…
Everything said, I finally decided. Fuck it!!!
With such fighting spirit, I sat at my workplace, diligently avoiding the gaze of Edward, who was, I'm sure, quite surprised. I didn't even say hello to him, showing with all my looks that he was an empty place to me.
For dinner he couldn't bear it and approached me.
“Elvira… Has something happened?” He asked me, puzzled, trying to get my attention.
“No.” I replied coldly, not even bothering to lift my head.
“Look at me.”
His voice sounded commanding. But I decided not to give in. Me too, boss…