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not able to have a relationship with you anymore, I’m sorry but my wife has found out about us, so the best thing for you to do is to leave. I’ll write a recommendation letter for you.”
    She stared at me as if I was mad. “Are you crazy?” she was yelling at the top of her voice in my office.
    Fortunately, it was after work and we were alone in the building.
    “You told me you were going to leave her, George.” Tears welled up in her eyes and she sat in the chair opposite mine, her pale skin was suffused with red and she was struggling hard to look dignified.
    “I … I … don’t know what to say, you introduced me to your mother, you told me things that you never told anyone else.” She looked up at me, tears streaming down her face. “You said that I was the best thing that ever happened to you.”
    I sighed. This obviously was not going to be easy. I told the girl things that she cherished and thought were true.
    “Karen, I never for one moment hid the fact that my wife and I had no problems, I love her and I can’t just leave her, she’s the mother of my children.”
    Her lower lips began to tremble and she was twisting a kerchief that she had in her hands. “George … please … please don’t leave me. I can bear losing my job, I can even bear losing some of my friends, but I love you. I have just invested one year of my life, how can you just ask me to give that up and walk away?”
    She got up and came to my side of the desk and gripped my hands. I could smell her perfume. It was the scent that I bought her for her birthday. I could see the tears, glistening on her eyelids.
    She stood their looking vulnerable, but I was unmoved.
    Utterly and totally unmoved.
    I just wanted her out of my life, so that I could start afresh with my wife.
    “Okay Karen, don’t cry,” I said standing up and hugging her. I seemed to be telling both my wife and my girlfriend that lately.
    I seemed to be hurting everyone, including myself.
    “I’ll still call,” I lied, giving her my earnest expression.
    “Why should I believe you?” said Karen bitterly, “you have been lying to me and your wife. As soon as I leave there will be another one: probably a Roxanne or a Suzanne. You’ll tell them the same things you told me, and when you get tired of them you'll use Marie’s finding out as a scapegoat.”
    “No, never,” I said, knowing this to be true, “I will never cheat on Marie again.”
    “Oh,” said Karen defeated. “I sold my body for expensive gifts and a sweet-talking married man. The ironic thing about this is that everyone warned me, my parents, my sisters, my friends, but I thought you were different.”
    She grabbed her bag from the chair and stalked to the door, then she spun around, her curly hair flying in all directions. She looked so beautiful and hurt standing there.
    “Thank you, George, for telling me goodbye, for not making excuses to fire me. By the way in another seven months or so I will be having your baby.”
    She gave me another sickly smile then left.
    I stood there, my mouth opened in shock. She was pregnant! Oh no!
     

 
    CHAPTER EIGHT
     
    Karen
     
    “You should be thankful that you got that job before you started showing,” Shauna said from the settee as I stood at the window and gazed at nothing.
    “I know. I am most grateful.”
    “Stop pining over him. He’s not worth it,” Shauna said softly.
    “I know, I know,” I glanced at her still in her nurse’s uniform. She came home so tired that all she could manage was to kick off her shoes and to drop in the settee.
    “When last did you seen him?” she asked casually.
    “Will the answer be faithfully retold to my mother?” I asked bitingly.
    “Oh no, I have not reported anything in weeks,” Shauna said, no ounce of regret apparent in her voice for telling my mother my secrets in the first place.
    “Yesterday.”
    “Yesterday … you looked at his picture?”
    “No, I saw him yesterday. He came here to see how