Dordrich and I live in our own cocoon. It's like paradise on earth. We meet at least four times a week in our penthouse and stay one overnight until the next morning. I've been there more often, I've made it a habit to drive to West Village after work and have my dinner there. In the late evening, if Dordrich hasn't arrived, I'll drive back home. Oh yes, and he also gave me a Rolls Royce Sports of the same model as his but only mine is gray in color. He requested that I always drive this car to our penthouse. I feel so happy with this arrangement, I now see my beloved as often as I want. And Danner. Our relationship is going downward. I can't sleep next to Danner anymore, Dordrich fills my whole being. Just the idea of ​​lying next to another man, letting him touch me fills me with disgust. Dordrich never asks about my betrothed, just as I don't talk about his wife and children. We are both mature and know our obligations to each other. Danner has cal

My phone rings the moment I get out. “Loraine?”, asks the voice on the other end. “You certainly didn't forget our appointment for that dating show, did you? Is tomorrow night right for you?” None other than Alyssa, the journalist on the line. I roll my eyes sarcastically. “Have you already contacted Mr. Fellogan? Did he agree?”, I ask her. She snorts as if it's a pointless question. “ Not yet, because he promised earlier that he would make himself available any time for every social event. So, I first want to see if tomorrow is convenient for you. It is a Live show, please keep that in mind”. “Well, if Mr. Fellogan is willing, I don't think we should delay. Let's do it”, I say more confidently than I feel. “Okay, be here at eight o'clock sharp. Don't be late, we're all waiting for you and Dordrich." When I've put end the call, I wonder where she gets the courage to approach Dordrich familiar. This one is clearly ahead of herself. I now get ou

The strangest pictures of Danner and I appear in the media.Someone even managed to photograph us snuggling in the hospital bed. No one from the hospital staff knows how the photographer managed to do it. Also, there were others where I take a tour in the garden of the nursing home with Danner in the wheelchair and we kiss each other.Danner's physical recovery is going steadily. It is now three weeks later, and the doctor is very optimistic about his progress. The internal wounds have almost healed, his ribs and legs are still bandaged.But his amnesia is the biggest concern. He partially remembers the past and luckily, I can help him by explaining. I've been by his side for years so know almost everything about him.Yesterday he started to remember some more things about our relationship. Our big engagement party, to be specific. “Beauty, now I'm sure you're my fiancé. How could I have forgotten such a gorgeous woman?”, he now teases me. I kn

Danner“Does it seem like I'm faking my amnesia? You have been close with me for a few weeks now, have you noticed anything that indicates that I am as usual?”. I deliberately let my voice sound hurtful, low. This bitch Alyssa saw through my deceit, she did some good research. But Loraine has doubts and I make good use of that.She was always by my side, not a day did she leave me even for a few minutes to visit her lover or others. That is totally a good sign, she has devoted her time and attention to me. Just a few more weeks and she's completely forgotten about that other man.But of course, Alyssa had to reveal the matter early. She even knows I hired a detective.But that’s not all. I also paid my treating doctor a large amount to adjust my medical data. Even more, I wonder how Alyssa knows my amnesia is fake.I look up at Loraine who stares at me doubtfully. “Go to the doctor and ask him. Please tell him that I have permitted you to view my medical record."

She left this house three weeks ago and did not return.I miss her so much. Everywhere in the house I look I see something of her. She left her permanent mark in this household, it is impossible to be here without thinking of her. My princess, holder of my heart.Sometimes I wake up startled in the middle of the night, it's like she's calling me in her soft voice. Then I hear her whisper that everything will be fine, I must be patient. Elena, my lawful wife, asked me last night what exactly is wrong with me, she noticed it when I got up at night to wash my face after such a night with Loraine in my dreams. I wouldn't call it a nightmare, because thinking of Loraine doesn't scare me, quite the contrary.And today I'm back in our penthouse, sitting on the back terrace looking out over the city. Only thing is, I just can't enjoy the view this time, my heart is so heavy. Loraine is with Danner who made it out of the car accident alive, according to the papers he is sufferin