Episode 3

Nadia 

I didn’t know what I was going to do or say when I saw him, but I knew I had to see him. 

The gala was held at the city’s most expensive ballroom. I stepped out of the cab and adjusted my coat. I was out of place, and I knew it.

I wandered deeper into the room, scanning the crowd for his face. But then someone stopped me.

“Oh…don’t I know you from somewhere?”

I turned toward the voice. A woman in a tight red gown tilted her head at me.

Her friend giggled. “She’s probably one of the hostesses. Or… wait…are you the girl from that hospital clip?”

My stomach twisted. I smiled tightly and kept walking.

I turned a corner, pushing past the edge of the crowd, and then I saw him and froze.

Right in front of me was a scene of my husband kissing another woman passionately.

He saw me.

But he didn’t stop.

He leaned in deeper, gently cupping the woman’s face like she was his precious gem.

I stood rooted to the floor, arms limp at my sides. My eyes twitching with tears. Eventually, they broke apart. Laughing. 

Then his eyes slid back to mine and he began walking toward me, drink in hand, the music suddenly non-existent.

“Let’s go outside,” he said casually, grabbing me roughly by the arm. 

I opened my mouth, but I found myself unable to speak a word. My lips trembled from holding back everything I wanted to scream. I let him drag me silently until we got outside.

“Are you stalking me now, Nadia?” There was no remorse in his voice, instead he sounded pissed.

“How did you even get here?” He asked again “looking like that,” the lady suddenly appeared by Greg’s side. Her hands nestled fondly on his arm.

“Thelma,” he cooed and allowed her to kiss him.

My eyes widened with realization as I looked at her thoroughly. 

“Take a picture, it would last longer,” she sneered and laughed. I gasped in response and instantly snapped my head towards Greg.

It couldn’t be right? I pleaded with Greg with my eyes. I hoped the letter T was someone else. I didn’t even think too much of it and why would I? How was I supposed to know that the T was from Thelma. Thelma Cross.

The woman who got away. Greg’s missing ex.

Instead of Greg to look guilty from being caught. He was irritated by my presence.

But I was his wife.

I swallowed hard, fighting to stay composed. “I wanted to talk to you.”

Greg sighed, disturbed. “And somehow you reasoned that now is the time for that? After the stunt you pulled?.”

Shame engulfed me as he scoffed but I was already trying so hard here.

“It is.” I said firmly, holding his gaze.

His eyes darted away and it was my turn to sigh.

“I’m sorry about the hospital, I would never try to embarrass you. I know you hate the media and you think I called them but I—“

“Hate the media?” Thelma suddenly interrupted and looked at Greg then laughed long and hard.

“My Greg doesn’t hate the media, that’s why I invited them,” she said and it was my turn to look disturbed.

“And what an embarrassment you were! Getting your hands on my Greg like something important, it was disgusting to watch on the news,” she spat and Greg grabbed her hand and kissed it.

I gasped in pure shock. Anger started to boil in my veins.

“Greg,” I suddenly called his attention. Something in me wanted to show Thelma that the bond him and I had was not something as fickle as a silly kiss.

“We are about to have a private conversation, could you ask her to leave?” I demanded. A foreign feeling built up in my chest as tension suddenly rose.

Then without a moment’s thought, Greg doubled over cracking with an uncontrollable laugh.

Shock coursed through me in an instant. What was so funny?

“Look at you go!” Thelma suddenly said clapping her hands and I shifted on my feet.

“Greg…” I called again, this time my voice wobbled.

“Oh shut up! Nadia,” he said my name like a disease.

“She really thought she had your ear, hilarious” Thelma cooed and laughed softly into his chest.

My heart was pounding now. Greg wouldn’t do this to me.

“ Do you know what your problem is, hmm? Nadia?” He suddenly attacked and I tried to blink the tears away even as my throat tightened.

“You never listen, Nadia. That’s always been your problem.”

I shrunk. 

“You never know when to stop,” he said, like he was done putting up with me. “I’ve tried, haven’t I? I’ve tried to be there for you. Through everything. But you're always asking for more, more, more!”

My lips parted in surprise as I listened to him.

“I don’t know what gave you the right to come to the hospital and now here but you need to leave,” he continued, “Now.”

“Leave?” I repeated but he was too busy kissing Thelma’s hands to pay me any attention.

I didn’t know when I snatched his hand from hers and tugged it towards myself.

“ I am your wife!” I shouted. I have had enough of this rubbish.

Greg snatched his hand back and pushed me in the process.

“In what world?” He asked and Thelma sneered.

What did he mean by that!?

“Greg. Enough of these games, the bond we have is not something that is as fickle as that kiss. I can forgive you and we can become a family again…we can go home,” I whispered but I felt my hold on him fading.

I didn’t know what was coming over me but I couldn’t lose him. Not after everything. Not like this.

“Greg…” I called but he was holding Thelma by the arm and walking away.

“Greg!” I yelled in disbelief. Just when I thought I had nothing left, my hands rested on my stomach “I lost the baby!” I screamed without thinking.

Greg stopped in his tracks, his body went rigid and it took a few seconds before he turned around.