"I have an idea, only if you're willing to do it." She whispers as if afraid the walls have somehow gotten ears, and aiming to make use of it to eavesdrop on our conversation.
"Tell me. If it's not dangerous, I'll do that."
"Come nearer, let me tell you. I don't trust the walls in this house, there's no telling what they might do." She motions for me to come a little closer to her, and I did.
She whispered the plan to me.
"That's outrageous. There's no way I can be able to do that." I frown at her, "what if I get caught, how can I exempt myself from the Punishments he might meet out on me?"
"He won't catch you. There's no way for him to know of this."
" But…."
" You said yourself that he's not always around during the weekend, especially on Friday night."
" Yeah. He said something about working late during the weekends. "
I can still vividly recall hearing him talk about how difficult his job is for him, especially on weekends.
"Then what's stopping you from taking the opportunity to live a little? You can go there early, and return early to avoid being caught. This way, your husband won't be able to know what's going on.
If you don't tell, I'm not telling." She winks.
"But…"
"There's nothing like a but, Lee. It's either you do as I ask, or you stay here and forever regret not going to that ball."
"I want to go to that party, but I don't want my husband to know I left the house when he specifically told me never to step my foot out the door."
As much as I would have loved to go out there and have fun, momentarily forgetting all I am passing through in the hands of someone who should have loved me more than life itself, I can't bear to betray his trust.
Sly trusts me to keep his rules. He trusts me never to betray his orders, and going out is a way of betraying that trust, and that's not something I want to do.
" You can decide on what you want, Lee, I won't force you to do something you're not comfortable with, but now am right there if you decide to take me up on the offer." She points to her door.
"Thanks." Smiling at her, I walk back to the cushion I was sitting on, my mind going to the words she spoke to me.
The masquerade party sounds dope. Not only am I going to attend a party, but I am going to do that masked.
Isn't that superb?
Outrightly awesome?
But, I can't bear to do that behind Sly's back. That's some sort of betrayal of trust, and I don't want him to think I Betrayed him.
I want to be the dutiful househusband, one he loves and trusts with all his heart, and not one he doesn't trust.
Should he find out stuff about me, I don't think he'll be able to love me as I've always wished. He'll undoubtedly hate and doubt me all my life, not giving me the chance to prove myself to him.
*
"Good evening." I smile at him when he tiredly strolled into the house.
"Good evening." Without sparing me much of a glance, Sly walked towards the stairs.
"How was your day?"
Not willing to accept defeat, I call out to him.
Ignoring me, he continued with his walk to his bedroom, he didn't even spare me as much as a glance, talking more of replying to my question.
He acted as if no one said anything.
Watching him go up the stairs made my heart ache more than it have ever done before. I felt as if my heart was being ripped with a band-aid of some sort, and the person who did the ripping did so without mercy.
He didn't even give me a moment to breathe before he ripped it off. No warning of some sort came from him.
*
"I've decided on what to do."
Three days later, I find my poor broken-hearted self standing in front of Marli's door.
" And that's?" She raised her brow, her mouth quirked at the side.
" I'll go to the party."
"That's great!" Marli squeals like a schoolgirl. "That's more than awesome!"
" Keep your voice down." Scolding her, I check to see if there's anyone close by, but there are none of the black suit guards hanging around, and luckily, there are none.
"Oops, sorry about that. I was carried away, that's why." She smiles apologetically.
"It's no worries." I smile, "you can't say am a bit on edge as am about to do something I know Sly won't approve of.
It's one thing to go outside, and another to go to a party I know nothing of. Who knows, there might be drugs included."
" Nah," She Waves me off," nothing of that sort. The party is for the elites in the society, that's why they give out the invitation card, without it, you can't be able to enter in there."
" I see." I nod at her words to show her I understand perfectly what she said. "So how are we going to go about those that stuff, the clothes I am going to wear and all that."
" Leave that for me." Smiling, she winks at me, "I love doing this type of thing, I live on it." She smiles brightly.
" Thanks. I'll be eagerly awaiting Friday, I guess?" I ask in unrestrained enthusiasm.
Ever since I got married to him, I've never looked forward to anything at all. This is my first time looking forward to something, and it sure is more than awesome.
It makes me feel as if being on some kind of cloud nine or something similar to that.
"What made you change your mind?" Raising a brow at me, she gives me that expression that seems to translate into, "you better tell me, else I'll torture it out of you."
" Someone I know said I have got to live a little." Shrugging, I walk towards the kitchen.