Oh, you silly girl! You should have listened to your heart! But no, no, no. Life was all planned out. Marriage, a daughter named Lily, and a man who had once loved your soul, but now only wanted sex.
You were so incredibly unhappy that summer. Nothing went right. Most of the time, you were alone.
Why did you fear it so very much? What did propriety have to do with it anymore?
Tennis, Scrabble, a run around the block. What would have been the harm in it, when you’d fallen out of love months ago?
