Soupçon et Jalousie

I fall in love with her, my Rhiannon. She, beautiful. Even lovelier, she not know! Her skin so smooth, little white teeth digging worry into her lip. Always counting the calorie. Always looking for another way to care. And when she forgot to worry, her smile so wide, so happy. Contagieuse! Oh, I was so dizzy in love.

After six months, I want her to meet family. Mother is my only family. Rhiannon and I, we make the trip to France. We go to my hometown. I present her to Mother. I was excited. This is good, yes? This is right!

But it begins to go wrong, do you see? My mother speaks no English. She frowns, because Rhi did not learn good French before the trip. Mother is old-fashion. She think wife should be good in house. Cook, keep neat, yes? My Rhi, she burn water and drops socks! But I love her, do you see?

I have surprise for my darling. I take her to Paris, I bend my knees, I say, Marry me. Be wife. She sparkles, says yes. We make love. Passionnément. Wonderful. I am the happiest man.

We return to England. It begins to go wrong. She lie. She say, "I have class, I cook. I learn." Lie! She still burn water!

She lock phone. Shut laptop. Sneaky. I find no other man. But her phone, it still lock. Her laptop, a password.

I think, true love, it strong. Durable. So what's this? No trust. The green monster, it eats away.

Now am I annoyed. Noticing the little thing, the désagréments. Her monkey laugh, her bad food. I remember my mother not liking her. Her dancing, so bad, not elegant like real lady.

I think, leave. But wedding, all planned. The evidence? None.

I think, leave, and I am sad. I love her. Anger, yes. Suspicion. Jealousy. But love, still.

So I tell. She likes my French dans la chambre, you know? I tell her the things she has that annoy, but in the soft, sexy French she likes. She loves it! I feel how she love it. I feel better.

Perhaps a mistress. Then, are we even. The same. Yes.

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Word count excluding note: 366

Submitted on Monday 12th August at 15:00

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