“Sweetie they make my stomach curdle too! Don’t you have to be careful not to eat fresh seafood when you are pregnant?” “I can’t give up one of the most wonderful things about Singapore!” “I would like to go for a swim afterwards it is such a lovely evening and for once it is not raining…I thought it rained a lot in the UK I was so very wrong!”
*** *** *** *** Emma looked at the offending object in Carlo’s suitcase unable to digest what it meant, he was unfaithful. Should she be grateful that he had used a condom or should she be offended that he thought so little of her that he hadn’t even bothered to check his suitcase. Taking the offending object with a pair of tweezers she went into the bathroom and quietly showed Carlo her findings. “Please don’t offend me by telling me this is not yours as you know full well that I don’t use these. Just don’t lie to me Carlo. Tell me why?” Carlo looked up at her hurt, devastated expression. What could he tell her? He was drunk and it just happened? It was true he had got tipsy and it had happened. He had been unfaithful. It was just lately after the visit to the doctor...well sex had become mechanical to have a baby and the baby did not come. He could not tell her that he didn’t care anymore about having children, he wanted that abandoned lovemaking they enjoyed before. He wanted his wife. The evening with the woman had not been mind-blowing. The worse thing was that she was so calm. No shouting. No tears just raw undiluted hurt. He took a deep breath. He counted to ten closing his eyes and hoping he had not just lost the most important person in his life. What he said now would determine their future together. Do I lie? No she knows me well enough. Do I edit what I feel? No she had the right to listen to the truth. “Emma, it was a mistake. It has been one night only and it was a big mistake. I did it because lately I feel like a sex machine and we only make love when it is the right time of the month. I miss those carefree days when we were discovering each other. I don’t feel like a man with you anymore just a prospective father…and it is not happening. Every month you get more and more depressed. You are even finding it difficult to be happy for Georgina and Fabio. I am so very sorry. You should not have found out this way. I am so very sorry. I will abide with whatever decision you make.” “Carlo. I am going to go home for a while. I think we should have a pause from each other. I am going to decide whether the separation should be permanent or temporary. If this happens again in my absence then you can consider this a permanent arrangement and you will hear from a lawyer. I will be coming there for the baptism of Georgina’s child as I am to be a godmother. You will make sure you pay for my flights and I do not want any woman living with you here in this house. Betty will look after you she is more than capable. I am going to tell Georgina that I am going home for a while. I will decide whether the reason is relevant or not. We can Skype when I feel more able to face the situation. Thank you for using this and thank you for not lying to me. I am sorry if I am deficient in our lovemaking because for me it was lovemaking. I am going to make the arrangements to leave now. Good bye” Emma dropped the offending object into the bath with the tweezers. She turned and left the bathroom. First she went to Betty and told her that she would be looking after Sir and Madam was leaving. Then she phoned Georgina and told her she was going home for a spell and she would be back for the christening. She packed her belongings and booked her flight. Numb. Hurt. Empty. Betrayed. No tears. Numb Strangely no anger came. If this was love it was very strange indeed. She felt nothing. No anger came to her rescue just a heavy feeling of immense