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Cora Reilly
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October 12 - October 12, 2023
“So you didn’t mind the company of prostitutes, but you can’t take your own wife’s virginity?”
“There is no good on earth; and sin is but a name. Come, devil. For to thee is this world given,”
Dante laughed.
My hand came up to his stomach and I stroked him lightly. Was it the dark that made him more approachable? That made him forget who he was, who he was bound to be?
I snuggled up to Dante’s back and slung my arm over his stomach. When I’d almost fallen asleep, his hand gently covered mine.
“I’m pregnant.”
The next day my gynecologist confirmed my pregnancy and that I was seven weeks along.
“You’re so busy honoring her memory and protecting the image of her you have in your mind that you don’t realize how badly you’re treating me. You lost your first wife through no fault of your own, but you will be losing me because you can’t let go of her.”
“I’ll move into the guest bedroom. There isn’t enough room in our bedroom for me and the memories of your past. If you ever decide you want to give this marriage a chance, then you can come to me and apologize for what you said. Until then, I’m done with us.”
“You know what’s strange?” I whispered thickly. “At one point, I thought I could never love someone as I loved Antonio, no matter how unrequited that love was. And today I’m condemning him to his death for another man who will never love me back.”
I knew many women in our world preferred a beautiful lie to the harsh truth any day, and for the first time, I understood. After all that had happened today, I allowed myself that weakness. Tomorrow would be the time to face reality.
I buried my face in the crook of his neck, whispering, “I love you.”

