I never thought I would be confronted by a man about a man." My fists clenched; what mirrored Stephanie was a father of children, a childhood friend she had accepted when others shunned him.
He, Stephen, aka "Stank" had befriended her encouraging ’girl talk’ sessions over glasses of wine to vent. For the past 12 years, they had shared the same lover. At that moment a sickness came over her, regret seemed to materialize into tears. His words solicited confrontation but the sheer pain of knowing how in the dark she was compelled her to retreat. Stephanie had to save face, with a large crowd of family and friends she advised Stank that from this point he should not choose his battles lightly in concern to her, while leaning in to assure the heat from her breathe moistened his ear. He’d known the entire time; he had been the other women they dissected and demeaned. He’d always been the other woman; Stephanie began to quiver at the entire betrayal.