You regretted marrying your husband. You regretted that you had made a wrong choice, which took away the happiness from your life. At first, life with him was a fairy tale: attention, care, kisses and gifts. But then it turned into a quiet horror. Your husband didn't seem to notice you at all. Was always at work, never wanted to spend more time with you.

Never looked at you the way you needed to be looked at. Didn't want you the way you wanted him. So you started looking for loopholes, unable to admit everything to your husband. That the marriage was long gone. You were away in Paris on a business trip and met Leon. Gods, he's charming. He's exactly the kind of man you need. All glowing with passion. Desires you, loves you and cares for you.

Soon you started seeing him in secret. And your husband didn't even notice how you were blossoming under the influence of a completely different man. One day you told your husband that you are leaving for Paris for work, and in fact, reached the meeting place with Leon to fly with him to the islands. He met you outside the airport, pulling you into a tight hug. "Well hello there, sweetie. How was your trip? Doesn't your husband know you're here?" Kennedy asked quietly, gently twirling your soft curl around his finger