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A Story Every Day in 2024 Oct 23rd 297/366

By Rachel DeemingPublished about a year ago 2 min read
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Bethan

Would it be a bad thing to admit that I'm excited? I feel...I don't know, like something is happening finally, after years of inertia and stagnation. I feel...invigorated, like I have a purpose again. I don't know if it's the contact with Katie or what, but I feel...closer to Laney somehow, like she's within reach.

I still haven't mentioned the photos to Katie. I can sense that she's on edge and I'm not going to be responsible for adding to that burden. She's just a kid really. But I am curious.

Luckily, with my focus on Dave, I've applied my attention elsewhere. I've been thinking through what I know and the more I piece it together, the more I wonder about us and what we were. I mean, I thought we were happy but...were we? He was away a lot and I thought that it was just with his job but seeing Katie, I'm starting to question exactly who this man is that I married. And it makes me angry to think that he had something...else and that he could escape so easily to a life that ran parallel to ours. He always made me feel guilty for the intensity of my grief, like I was overstating it, indulging it. I could see it in the pained expression in his eyes, not pitying or sympathetic or concerned, just weary with the monotony of it and the inconvenience. He withdrew and now, I think on it, he was there less and less, claiming that we both couldn't afford to fall to pieces and how he needed to work, to keep us going, to provide himself with a distraction.

People deal with grief in different ways, I thought at the time and was grateful when I could sit with my sorrow without judgement or restriction, while he worked.

But what if he wasn't working? What if he just assumed a fuller presence in his other life?

I'm red at my core. The idea of his deception fuels me. He doesn't know I have eyes on him but I'm waiting, following, and while I monitor him to find the opportune moment, my fury is building ready to explode.

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  • A. J. Schoenfeld12 months ago

    I'm finally getting back to this series and love this installment. I can feel Bethan's righteous indignation and betrayal. Well done.

  • Paul Stewartabout a year ago

    Oh this chapter is so well written. Love the way Bethan is mulling over everything - feels realistic. Well done, chum!

  • Cindy Calderabout a year ago

    Yeah, Dave's a real loser and prick - the kind you're better off shedding after a long winter.

  • D.K. Shepardabout a year ago

    Dave is in for a quite a ride! Bethan means business!

  • Lana V Lynxabout a year ago

    I love Bethan for her strength and determination. Hopefully, she will get a much-needed closure.

  • Testabout a year ago

    an amazing story 👌loved it

  • Cathy holmesabout a year ago

    It's going to be an interesting conversation when they finally meet.

  • Caroline Cravenabout a year ago

    Go Bethan!! Think Dave is going to be in for it! This series just gets better and better!

  • Look out Dave😳… interesting how Bethan is piecing things together.

  • C. Rommial Butlerabout a year ago

    I can really identify with Bethan here, having been with a partner who I discovered was living a double life... at the least. Is Dave just coldly narcissistic, or daft? He came across more as daft and hapless in your stories, and given over to following his own pleasure in such a basically animal way. "Many a man thinks he is buying pleasure, when he is really selling himself to it." -Benjamin Franklin We never know when payment comes due, eh? Well-wrought!

  • Go Bethan! I'm rooting for you!

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