It is 9 p.m. on rainy day. On such a cool autumn night, Lily stands in front of the villa without an umbrella, the clothes on shoulder getting soaked by the rain. She doesn’t pay it any mind though and keeps the present under her arm carefully wrapped with her coat.
Today is Lily and Tim’s first anniversary. Lily is supposed to be at her mother's house, but she secretly bought a gift to surprise Tim.
As she walks to the door, her clothes get completely soaked. She takes the key from her pocket out and opens the door carefully. Without turning on the light, she stands at the porch and changes her shoes. As she takes off her shoes, she sees a pair of red high-heeled shoes on the floor.
Lily is shocked, because she knows that those are clearly not her shoes; she can tell be the size.
The heart feels like it is being grabbed by a pair of invisible hands. Lily puts the gift in her arms on the ground and walks slowly towards the bedroom on the second floor.
The closer she gets, the clearer the conversation becomes—
“Oh, Tim...”
A familiar female voice penetrates her eardrum; she is enjoying herself quite a bit.
“I know that is how like it,” the man replies. That is without question Tim’s voice.
In the corridor outside the door, Lily feels like she is walking on the edge of a knife with every step. Even if she can't see what's going on inside, the intensity of the voices paint a vivid picture in her mind of what is happening.
“Who do you like better, Lily or me,” the woman suddenly asks. This makes Lily's heart drop into her stomach.
“Are you getting jealous? I am only focused on you baby. How can I even think of her when I have you?” Lily’s heart breaks into a million pieces.
Lily thinks to herself, nobody believed that her husband had never touched from when they started dating into now. Tim had said that he couldn’t do it. But now, here he is making love with her best friend.
Lily feels that she is a heroine in a Tennessee Williams’ play. Now that she is facing her greatest fear, she can’t bear to open the door until they finish. Lilly enters the room and see the two of them lying naked in the bed.
What makes it all the worse is that the person Tim is with is her best friend Jade.
Jade has been her best friend since high school. Lily thought to herself, how could Jade do this to me?
Lily suddenly recalls that every time she goes back to her mother's house, Jade always asks about how long she will be gone, but never accompanies her. The reason is much clearer to Lily now. She feels humiliated.
Obviously, the two in bed don't expect Lily, who should be at her mother's house, to be here. For a moment, Tim tries to keep calm shouts at Jade, “Get out.”
Lily has never been a short-tempered person. But, this time, she can't hide the anger in her chest. She glances at the hot kettle on the table, picks it up and throws it at the strange man and woman on the bed. “The both of you make me sick!” Lily shouts.
Jade brazenly responds, “Lily, you should think about it from Tim’s point of view. The two of you haven’t been intimate in over a year.” Lily realizes that Jade doesn’t feel any guilt at all.
“Oh, god,” Lily sneers, “I guess I should thank you Jade for taking care of my husband then.” Lily, getting angrier and angrier, continues, “I always treated you as more than a friend and this is how you treat me in return! You couldn’t get own husband, so I guess you had to take mine!”
Lily has never been so pointblank with anyone before. Tim looks at her and says, “You need to get out of here.”
“Don't worry, I won’t stay here anymore than I have to,” Lily responds. Lily can’t even bear to look at them and says, “Tim, you can explain this to my parents and your parents. I am tired of always having to explain your actions.”
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