Forever yours, My Wife

She tried to shake off the feeling of unease that lingered long after Rachel left the office. James and her didn't talk much for the rest of the day, and she couldn't help but wonder if he was still thinking about her.

When she got home, she was surprised to find a dinner invitation on the kitchen counter. It was from Rachel, inviting them to dinner at her place the following night.

Sophia felt a surge of anger. How dare she? Didn't she know that I was still trying to process everything that was going on?

She showed the invitation to James, expecting him to be just as upset as she was. But instead, he looked thoughtful.

"What do you think?" he asked. "Should we go? I was actually waiting for you to come back, so I could show you.”

Sophia was furious. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. "Are you kidding me? After everything that's happened, you want to go to her house for dinner?"

James sighed. "Sophia, I know this is hard for you, but I think we should try to be civil. For my sake, if not for hers."

She shook my head, feeling a sense of betrayal. "Fine. Go if you want. But I'm not going."

James looked at me, his eyes sad. "Sophia, please. Don't make this harder than it has to be."

But she just turned and walked away, her heart racing as she felt like she was losing my husband to his ex all over again.

"Sophia, come on. Don't be like this," James said, following me into the living room.

"Like what?" She snapped, turning to face him. "Like a wife who's tired of being second best?"

James sighed. "You're not second best, Sophia. You're my wife. My priority."

"Then why are you still involved with Rachel?" She demanded. "Why are you still helping her, still talking to her?"

James ran a hand through his hair. "I told you, Sophia. She needs me right now. And I'm not going to turn my back on her."

"But what about me?" She asked, feeling a lump form in her throat, as her eyes welled up with tears. "What about what I need?"

James took a step forward, his eyes pleading. "Sophia, I need you to understand. This has nothing to do with us. It's just about helping someone in need."

She laughed, a bitter sound. "Save it, James. I'm not buying it."

James stopped, looking frustrated. "Fine. Don't believe me. But please, Sophia, don't shut me out. We need to talk about this."

But she just shook my head and walked away, feeling disappointed.

James followed her, his footsteps echoing behind her. "Sophia, please. Don't walk away from me."