She Must Have Had Sixth Sense That He Was Cheating On Her
[Mistress] Midge s hir… Surprse vsit agen.. dnt tx, il tx u.. mis u. M so sori.Seriously, I have got to break things off with Philip.
I’m halfway to a possible depression. If he’s in town, we can’t see nor communicate with each other, if not for the occasional times that he’s in school for presentations and classes. If he’s out of town, his wife keeps visiting him and we still can’t text with each other. I’m in a lose-lose situation. My friends are starting to think that I’m making my boyfriend up, seeing that they haven’t had the pleasure of meeting him.
I am SOO getting the wrong end of the deal here.
I remember one time when I had skipped a few days of class to visit him outside town. We spent the day cooped up in this inexpensive hotel, most likely capturing the interest of the local gossip mill among the hotel staff. We didn’t care. It just felt great to finally spend some quality time with each other, away from everybody, outside the range of the judging eyes of friends and acquaintances.

“I can’t believe you’re really here,” he said.
“I know. I can’t believe it myself.”
“I seriously missed you.”
“Me too.”
“And I’m really glad that you’re finally here.”
I just kissed him in reply.
It was nice to finally be with Philip. He made me laugh a lot and we found plenty of things to talk about. I found out he was a channel surfer as well and like me, he would barely spend more than five minutes on one channel, before he decides to switch to another one. I found out how wordly and knowledgeable he was regarding current events. I, on the other hand, had a faux pas regarding Hillary Clinton running for presidency. I also found out he loved wrestling shows and never tired of watching them… Okay, so I hate those kinds of shows. I guess that just means he’s not perfect.
We didn’t sleep together that night but he stayed with me until late before heading back to his own boarding house. We had plans to do the next day, places he wanted to show me, and I was looking forward for his duty to end so that he’ll finally be free to come back to the hotel with me.
As I returned from my grocery shopping, I was told by the receptionist that Philip had already taken our room key and was already inside. I knocked on the door and made sure that I had a big smile on my face when he opened it.
When I saw his face, I knew that there was something wrong.
“Did you get my message?”
“No. Why? What’s wrong?”
“Midge’s coming today. Surprise visit.”
I sighed and wearily put the grocery bags on the bed.
“Okay…”
There was really nothing more to say. I couldn’t get mad because who would receive the brunt of my anger? Philip? For what? He didn’t force me to be with him. I went into this knowing what I was getting into. Midge? She was the wife. She had the right to visit him whenever she pleased. If I had to get mad, I would have to get mad at my own self. There was always the possibility that something like this might happen. I knew that. I should have been more prepared for this. Therefore, I AM to blame for the own tragedy of our situation. I AM the other woman who has entangled herself in their web. I AM the outsider. I am the WHORE.
So, I took a deep breath and managed to fake a happy face for Philip.
“Hey, we still have a few hours together. Let’s not waste it on depressing thoughts that we have no control of.”
He hugged me. “I’m so sorry about this. It’s my fault.”
“We knew there always the chance that something like this might happen anyway. And now it did. We can’t really do anything more about it. And we’ll just be wasting our time thinking about it. Let’s just enjoy what little time we have left together.”
For the next hour, we tried to forget about everything else and just lost ourselves in each other. Afterwards, I made him leave a little earlier than he was supposed to. As I closed the door behind him, the tears I have managed to hold back a while ago finally fell down furiously down my cheeks.
And I finally cried for the love I didn’t possess for the umpteenth time.

Cinema Slut Reviews: Shakespeare In Love
Viola and Shakespeare fall inlove and their love affair is so romantic, you somehow forget that they are actually both cheating on their significant others. Nonetheless, this ending isn’t your typical happy conclusion. Despite the depth of their love, like all great love stories of our time, they really couldn’t be together.

