A few women commented how lovely I
looked. I knew they were fishing to know who this uneducated Asian girl,
wearing a wedding ring was and how she had enchanted Edward. I didn’t relax
until we left. Asked if I had a good time, I said it was lovely, which it was,
but not for me. I never attended one of his formal functions again with excuses
I could not get away.
While Edward stamped me as his with attire, jewelry, perfume, cosmetics, nail polish and sex games it never entered my mind to leave my husband. My wedding ring was my statement. I was married and I kept this emblem always on as my announcement of it. It bothered Edward but the reality was I was married and there was a betrayal line I couldn’t cross. I’d never leave my husband even if Edward asked me to marry him despite our differences and my having kids. That is what I told myself. The reality was he never hinted, inferred or asked me to marry him.
While he was on my mind all of the
time, I tried to concentrate on family when with them. Edward’s image in my
mind occurred most often while working as I aligned silicon wafers on the
As I peered down he would be with me and I would
carry on imaginary conversations in which I was as sophisticated in knowledge
and acerbic in wit as he.