“No man is stolen, they just leave”. FloetryC.
She is getting married.
Her best friend is the maid of honor at her wedding.
Joyfully cheering on, for they were as close as sisters.
Like roses, their friendship blossomed so beautifully.
Interconnected, connected they became. Sharing
secrets, talking for hours on phone and hanging out.
Tagging along to family reunions and parties.
She was like family.
She became the favorite third wheel at dinners and
vacations. Giving opinions and taking up the role of
an auntie to the children. A trusted friend she was,
she even had the keys to the house. Doing house calls,
calling late and volunteering to chip in during moments
of crisis. She was there whenever her friend needed her.
Through moments of doubt and family issues, she
consoled her. Sharing all her problems, confiding in her.
A convenience she became, double coincidences they
became. Tracking routines and all his tastes and preferences;
his likes and dislikes. Showing up abruptly at his place of work
just to say hello. Offering to fix for him meals when his wife
is busy. Whatever she did, her friend did two times better.
Transforming her challenges into double bonuses. Using her
friend’s weaknesses as her strength. Providing whatever he
needed, whenever he needed. A friend in need, a true friend
in deed. Catering to her friend’s husband.
She even had a room in her friend’s house.
She put her faith in a cauldron, and trusted her friend with
all her secrets. Inviting an opportunist into her life.
Opening up the doors of her home to a false friend.
Ignoring the red flags and her instincts, dismissing advice
from family and friends about her best friend. Smiling and
dining with a potential mistress. Feeding the other woman
with the required information to take up her spot as wife.
Loading an adequate amount of ammunition to blow
up her head.
Her friendship drowned in whiskey as she lay drunk and angry
on the bedroom floor. Angry at herself for trusting so much
and ignoring the red flags. Angry at her husband and best
friend for betraying her. Filled with a rage that feels like
nothingness, blaming her best friend for stealing her husband.
Unaware that no man is stolen, he makes a decision to leave.
She catalyzed the situation by making another woman
compliment her weaknesses. She indirectly encouraged the
affair by feeding her best friend with all the knowledge about
her husband. She indirectly encouraged a closeness she could
have avoided. Training another woman to take her place.
Making her best friend do all the things she should have been
doing for her husband. She became better at her job.
The spot for maid of honor is open.
Her husband is getting married to her best friend.