1. NOT ENOUGH

{Philip's point of view}

"You don't have to do this. Just let me go and I will forget everything you have done. I won't tell Milton or anyone," she pleads with me, her dark blue eyes filling with tears.

Milton, he was the reason she had been unavailable to me lately. Not that I should be surprised, Andrea only wanted to be with me when it was beneficial for her. Once she got a better offer, she was ready to throw me out like garbage. Just like a modern day woman.

What happened to loyalty? A woman standing by her man, no matter what? I had done everything for this girl and yet that was not enough. I wasn't enough.

Now she wanted me to pretend that our relationship had never happened, that she could just change her mind about loving me with no second thoughts.

Doesn't work that way in the adult-world, Andrea. I took care of you and now you had to replay me. Bills had to be paid. And I was ready to collect. She owed me her life.

"Unlock the door, and let me go. Please," she says again, more tears.

Her blonde curls are falling in her face, her arms up tied to the bed. We were miles away from anyone back home, and I had no doubt that no one could or would find us. What would Milton do anyways?

He is such a coward.

I think back to our first meeting at that support group. She was a twenty -two old girl whose sister had died, a real mess. Suicidal even.

My wife and daughter died about a year before and meeting Andrea changed everything for me. She was like an angel walking into my dark lonely world. Giving me a reason to smile everyday. I moved her in my home and started paying for her counseling.

I would do anything to make her better. To take care of her. Hell, I brought her a new car.

After only four months into our relationship, we flew to Vegas and got married. I could still see her standing there wearing a simple white dress, promising herself to me. I was sure, she was mine forever.

I was wrong.

Three months into our marriage, she was pregnant. Ten months later Claire, our beautiful daughter was born. With blonde hair and blue eyes, she looked just like her momma.

I had everything I wanted, but Andrea said she needed more. She wanted to get a job.

To build something for herself.

I helped her, not knowing that would cost me everything.

Working as secretary for Milton changed everything about her. Long hours working together, those two formed a bond that no one could break. Out of the men she could have chosen to have an affair with, Milton was the last one I would expect.

Yes, he was brilliant and owned his own law firm. Still he was also socially award and not much to look at. Plus, he was my best friend. I thought he never cross that line. God was I wrong.

The two people I cared about the most had stabbed me in the back. Not only had she planned on leaving me for Milton, but she wanted to take our daughter with her.

No way in hell would that be happening.