243\u2013The Past That Haunts Me\u00a0<\/p>\n
Baxter:\u00a0<\/p>\n
I had no clue what had just happened, but the way she barged in, the way she told me that she had left everything behind, it took me a while to even gather my thoughts. And I was beyond pissed at her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
How the hell did she think this was a good decision? How did her parents even let her do that?\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI came here for you,\u201d she snapped at me, almost like she was upset that I was not immediately praising her as if she had done something great.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cBut why?\u201d I asked. \u201cDo you not know that life here is not easy?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
I continued, still angry with her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI know life is difficult for you, but I don\u2019t fucking care. You\u2019re seeing the trouble, but not my love,\u201d she grunted, making me slap my forehead.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I did not know she would do something so stupid. I wished I had stayed in contact with her so I could have ended things before she did this. And I was exhausted.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cSo where am I going to sleep now?\u201d she asked, looking around.\u00a0<\/p>\n
An awkward silence followed. My eyes moved slightly to Madeline, who still had her arms folded over her chest.\u00a0<\/p>\n
This time, she had turned to look at me instead. Her eyes scared me. I knew she would not let me off easy for this.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But I also knew that for now, I could not do anything. She was here, and she had to stay for the night.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Otherwise, there was nowhere else for her to go. Even if she decided to leave, we did not have a car, and letting her wander the woods would be dangerous.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cDoes it look like there\u2019s room for another person?\u201d I asked her, irritation clear in my voice.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She looked around the room briefly, then faced me again.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cBut I can get us another room,\u201d she mumbled.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s not the point,\u201d I replied, annoyed. \u201cThey only let a newcomer stay for two days.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYeah, but I\u2019m a newcomer,\u201d she argued quickly. \u201cI can get us another room, and then you and I can stay there.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She was too quick to come up with ideas. Ideas that would only make Madeline give me an even harder time.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI think she\u2019s right. You should go and stay in another room. My kids are sleeping, and I have to put them to bed,\u201d Madeline suggested from the side.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I turned to her. I could tell she was really bothered. But knowing her, this was her way of coping, pushing away the person she thought would hurt her before they could.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It saddened me, not because she was asking me to leave, but because she had been pushed to the point where she chose to walk away before someone replaced her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cCome on, we should go and get the room before the lady behind the counter goes to bed,\u201d Yuvonne urged and reached for my hand, trying to drag me away.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I freed myself and turned back to Madeline.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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\u201cI\u2019ll keep the other key with me. I\u2019ll check on you and the children, okay?\u201d I told her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She looked away, her arms folded over her chest.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cCome on,\u201d Yuvonne said again, trying to grab my hand.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I freed myself once more. I could not leave while my wife looked so worried.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I walked toward her and, surprising her, leaned down and kissed her on the cheek.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I heard Yuvonne gasp. Even Madeline\u2019s eyes snapped up at me. Her arms unfolded from her chest as I leaned toward her ear.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cIf I even touch a hair on her head, I will cut off my hand and throw it to the wild dogs,\u201d I warned quietly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
That was all I said before pulling back and turning to leave. But the comfort in her eyes already told me I had made the right decision.\u00a0<\/p>\n
However, when I walked out with Yuvonne, I could tell she was not happy with what she had just seen.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I got us a room right next to Madeline\u2019s.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Once we were inside, I turned on the light and sat down on the couch. The room was similar to the other one, with one couch and one bed.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAre you two sharing the couch?\u201d she asked the moment the door closed.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat are you doing here, Yuvonne?\u201d I asked, my hands resting on my waist.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI told you. I\u2019m still your fianc\u00e9e,\u201d she replied. \u201cAnd instead of being impressed that I left everything behind for you, you look upset. You get close to her, give her a goodnight kiss, and then whisper something in her ear. Do you have any idea how that made me feel?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She raised her voice, pointing a finger at my chest.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m a married man now,\u201d I said.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The moment those words left my mouth, I did not know what happened, but she looked deeply offended.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cYou\u2019re my fianc\u00e9e. Even when others were marrying her, they were not leaving their woman for her,\u201d she reminded me, and I realized where the mistake had happened.\u00a0<\/p>\n
I needed to give her a clear answer.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m a married man, and I will not leave my wife or bring another woman into my life to make her uncomfortable.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The moment those words left my lips, Yuvonne gasped and covered her mouth. But before long, she composed herself and reminded me of something I knew would come back to haunt me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAll this for a woman who told the entire community about your past,\u201d she stated, and my fists clenched.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Before I could stop her, she pulled out her phone. Sure enough, there was a video of Madeline from a long time ago, probably after I had slept with her for the first time.\u00a0<\/p>\n
In the video, she was sitting on the table of her old home, talking to the stepmother she hated so much about me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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