Some months later my wife and I went to our house together and I had called Rose and told her that we were coming so that she could be prepared. The d...ay after we arrived to the house Rose knocked on the door and my wife opened. I could hear how Rose invited us to dinner and that my wife accepted the invitation. The dinner should take place Friday evening. When Friday came I started my part of the plot. At the afternoon coffee I persuaded my wife to have a cognac with me and she accepted (I even. C. to Heathrow outside of London. The flight arrived shortly after 10 A.M. It took me an hour to deplane and collect my luggage and another hour to await the hotel shuttle and make the trip. Thankfully I wasn't driving; I'd have killed myself in the first mile driving on the 'wrong' side of the road.The hotel was very majestic... and old. I was impressed. Yet in spite of its age, it was very up-to-date inside, with all the modern conveniences although decorated with what must have been. He was slamming into her so passionately and they both seemed so intimate. Sobs choked out and the tears flooded her vision again. She wanted to stop and curl into a ball, and just cry herself to sleep…waking up from this nightmare. Just as she got a slight control of herself and her eyes began to dry a little, she ran smack into a guy and knocked each other on their asses. Her hand shot up to her mouth, ‘I’m so sorry, I…’ She heard someone shout her name from behind, then shot her head around. When I asked him what happened, he told me that she was a “cheating bitch” and he never wanted to see her again. I thought that was the end of it, until one day, I saw her in a restaurant.I was out celebrating with my friends because I had been drafted in the first round of the Major League Baseball Amateur draft (courtesy of my ninety-eight mile an hour fastball, “plus breaking stuff” and a developing change-up). When I saw her, my jaw dropped. She was in the bar part of the restaurant and she.