First day
Our meeting dates from the sixth. We are in the same college, not in the same class. I don’t particularly notice it. Him, yes. We are part of the same group of friends, we go to the chaplaincy together, then on weekends and in camp. In second, Raoul flirt with me, we end up going out together. It’s the first time I’ve fallen in love in my life, but he gets scared and leaves.
My life goes on, I marry the brother of a friend from nursing school, have one child, then two – it is important for me to become a mother. We leave Grenoble where we live with the family and we decide to return to live in Paris. In the process, I recontact my band of friends from high school, and I see Raoul again. He comes to my house with his wife, I am with my partner, everything is going well. He is very happy to see me again, charming with me. We often invite all four to be able to see each other. One day, I don’t remember how we got there, but we are both at the park with our small children playing in the sandbox next door.
“I thought that my family, my husband, all of this would make me happy and that I wouldn’t need a hidden adventure on top of that. I feel something very strong, as if I have to live this story. “
On our bench, in full sun, he launches: ” I’m in love with you. “ I find his statement completely crazy, I’m quite stunned, I thought my family, my husband, all of this would make me happy and I wouldn’t need a hidden adventure on top of that. I feel something very strong, as if I have to live this story. I answer him : ” Me too. “ We leave the park, we each go home.
At the time, there was no cell phone. I go to telephone booths to call him, he does not answer me. Faced with Raoul’s silence, I invite them back to dinner at home with his wife and my husband. Between two courses, I call him aside: “But what’s going on? Why did you disappear? “ He is afraid. As in second in high school.
Our first time takes place one evening at the hotel, I don’t remember what I made up as an excuse for my husband. It’s a real first time, awkward and not terrible. I feel bad for lying to my partner but the desire is stronger than anything. Restless, I will even consult a shrink to analyze what is happening to me. She explains to me that if I feel obligated to live this relationship, I can do it. This authorization frees me a little. I no longer work, I put my nursing career in the hospital on hold to take care of my children. But on Tuesday I now register them in the canteen. The only day that belongs to me in my stay-at-home mom week, which I spend with my lover at the hotel. We don’t walk around, we’re only together in this room. At 4:30 p.m., I have to leave school.
You have 65.25% of this article to read. The rest is for subscribers only.