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My Wife's Boss

... her any ammunition, do not say anything that could be used to discredit you if you're required to testify in court. We have no right to search her for microphones or recording devices, so keep in mind that she could be recording you."

"Ok, thanks for the warning," I said.

I was brought to a little private meeting room. Daphne was already there. I was expecting to see the bitchy and arrogant Daphne of the previous weeks. But the Daphne who was sitting in that room was a broken woman. I felt a wave of compassion for her, but the vivid memory of her little act with Cramer before leaving for their weekend quickly dissolved any positive feeling I could have for her.

"Thank you for accepting this meeting, Garrett."

"What could you possibly want to tell me Daphne, after everything you did to me?"

She started to cry.

"Garrett, I'm so ashamed of what I did to you. You're a wonderful husband. You didn't deserve any of that. I was completely under Derek Cramer's spell. When I heard that the accusations against you had been dropped and that he and I would probably stand accused, it gave me a shock that broke the spell. I can hardly look at myself in a mirror. And all that for the most pathetic sex ever."

She kept on ad-libbing with her analysis of her own behavior for the next 30 minutes. She did not question me or try to obtain any information from me.

"I understand we are done, Garrett. If I was in your shoes, I'd do the same and seek a divorce. So no, I ...

... don't blame you for divorcing me. I want to tell you that I quit my job. I told Derek Cramer I didn't ever want to speak to him again. I went back to my parents' place. I told them everything. They're mad at me. Let's say the atmosphere in the house is far from warm and cozy." I looked at her, saying nothing. Frankly, there was nothing intelligent to reply to all this. She had made her bed, now she had to sleep in it.

"The coming months and maybe years will be a tough ride for me, Garrett. I don't know what life has in store for me. The only thing I hope is that a few years down the road, when all is said and done, I will have a chance to at least be friends with you."

"This is far, Daphne. Very far. We'll see when we get there. Good luck." I stood up and left the room. A part of me still loved her, but there was no way I could be with her again. I had fancied some revenge against her, but the events had made her a miserable woman. She had learned something, and there was no need for further revenge.

EPILOGUE

Daphne was able to get a plea bargain in exchange for her full cooperation with the authorities against Derek Cramer. She moved to another city. I have lost contact with her since then.

When the accusations against Cramer were made public, two other men stood up and filed a complaint against him for blackmail. He ended up with a sentence of 12 years of jail time. Since the police had recordings of all my interactions with him, I was not even required to ...