Real Drama, Part I

“Why didn't you tell me this before now?” he asked.
“I don't know. It....it... just never came up.”
Those were my exact words, when my man of 18 months asked me about my husband.
“Yeah, right,” Daniel mumbled.
“I am serious, Danny.”
“Well... maybe you should have thought of that before now,” Daniel suggested.
“But.”
I was just about to use the explanation I had practiced a million times over in my head. But he never gave me the chance. Which was probably good, because it would have required me to stretch the truth again.
“But, nothing;” “Do you realize the position you have put me in. You watch Oprah Winfrey. How could you do this? I am madly in love with you. But this changes things. I don't know if or when I'll ever be able to trust you again.”
“Dan, let me explain.”
I was going to attempt to explain to him how my husband left me without telling me where he was going and that I couldn't find him in order to get him to sign the divorce papers.
“Ex-Plain.” “Now you want to explain.” “Shoot!” “Oh, you should of thought of that 18 months ago.”
“Well, how could I?” “I didn't know that I was going to develop such feelings for you...baby. Oh, come on Danny-baby, let's not start fighting over this BS. You said that you love me, so that should be enough. You know, love conquers all. So let's change the subject,” I suggested.
“Change the subject(?)....change the subject!' “Baby the subject is just getting started. Why didn't you tell me this before now?”
“Like I said....Dan, It has not been easy for me to keep this little secret from you. It has been eating me up on the inside.”
“Eating you,” shouted Daniel.
“How can you say you love me and you are married to another man?”
“Dan, can I ask you something?”
Again, I was going to ask him did he really love me and suggest we try to work this out.
“I think I should be asking all the questions right now.”
“But.”
“But Nothing!” We are history, finish, done, over, finito. I don't ever want to see you again!”
“But you said you were in love with me,” I reminded him.
“Yeah, I thought I was. Boy how wrong was I. You made a complete fool of me. You toyed with my emotions, disrespected me, and I can no longer trust you. And to think, I was going to ask you to be my wife. Ha! I guess I am too late for that.”
“Oh, Dan,” I sighed.
I can't believe this is happening to me, those were the last words I said to him before he stormed out the door, hopping into his new 2010 sleek black Camaro and sped away into the night to who knows where.

If you like drama; and would like to see how this saga will unfold itself, check back for PART II, a surprising twist!