My MIL often goes to her sister’s house and comes back in the evening. Only my FIL used to stay at home most of the time.One day I had taken leave a...d was at home. I was sitting on the hall sofa and listening to some songs. I noticed my FIL going out very often and standing near the door. I thought this is what he does to pass his time. After some time, he went to sleep, and I went near the door.I was shocked to see that the neighbors’ house was open and that we could see their hall from there.. I thought that he would, though a pained part of me feared he wouldn’t. And as much as I hated to admit it, I was better off without him if he didn’t come back. Better to know now, than be 10 years into the relationship. After I found out that my ex-husband had cheated on me, it was easy to let the love I had, go. I was angry, but I was also free to see all the ways I’d be better off without him. All the flaws I had tolerated in the name of love became glaringly evident, and I wondered why I’d. “Rebecca, Irepeat what I said earlier: You are definitely a strange girl!”But he was smiling warmly down at me when he said it so I smiledback. “I’m not even going to ask you again what possessed you tocome in here this afternoon. But I’m sure never going to forgetit.” He reached out and gently traced the outline of my jaw witha fingertip; it felt wonderful. “And this is probably going to sound strange under thecircumstances,” he went on,. As she stared at the metaldoor, he blindfolded her, muttering: ?And now let?s work towards the slutfireworks.? She heard the grate of the doorand fretfully moved in. Somehow she FELT thetubular space rising above her. In her mind, it was vast and threateninglystifling at the same time. She imagined a wooden stairs hugging its sides,winding towards the top platform three stories away. They stairs must befollowing a row of narrow windows that she noticed before. He pushed her on and she heardwood.