The Wife Upstairs by Freida McFadden

Author:Freida McFadden [McFadden, Freida]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Calibre
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

March 23, 2017

I’m a little embarrassed to be writing this post.

I took him back.

I know. Last night was awful. I skimmed over what I wrote after our fight, and I remember how angry I was. There was no chance I would ever take him back. Not in a million years.

All night, I was tossing and turning. I kept imagining the conversation I would have with him when I returned his insanely expensive ring. But when I thought about that conversation, I didn’t feel good or relieved. I felt awful at the idea of losing him. It made my chest ache.

I mean, this was the guy I planned to marry. I planned to have a family with him. How could it be over?

Adam showed up at the door at ten in the morning, looking about as bad as I felt. His hair was disheveled, he had a day’s growth of a beard, and his eyes were bloodshot. He told me he had slept on a park bench, which made me feel awful. He looked like he was about to burst into tears.

I still wasn’t ready to take him back. But I did let him in.

“I’m so sorry about last night,” he said. “I had too much to drink and I just…” He rubbed his eyes. “I can’t believe the things I said to you. That’s not me. You know that, Vicky.”

I did know that. Adam had a bit of a temper and got angry over stupid things like toothpaste, but him throwing my phone was not like him.

“I’m never drinking beer again,” he groaned.

“You can’t blame this on the beer.”

“I know.” He winced. “I’m not. I’m sorry. I don’t know what got into me. I know you would never cheat on me. And I would never cheat on you. Ever.”

It was at moments like this I wish more than ever that my mother was still alive. Carol gives me advice sometimes, but it’s not the same—she thinks Adam is Mr. Perfect. And Mack has an ulterior motive, so I can’t trust what he has to say. I didn’t know what to do.

But I couldn’t imagine my future without Adam in it.

“I love you so much, Vicky.” He reached for my hand and I let him take it. “You are the best goddamn thing that’s ever happened to me. Better than hitting the New York Times bestseller list. You’re my whole life.” He blinked his bloodshot eyes. “Please… let me make this up to you. Please.”

Finally, I told him I would think about it. He went to take a shower, and then even though he must’ve been feeling like crud, he took me out to lunch. And then we got gelatos. And he bought me flowers. And he spent the whole day telling me how much he loved me and how I was the most amazing woman he’s ever met.

I’m not made of stone.

Adam is a good guy. I know that. What he did last night was really out of character, and I have to believe it must’ve been from how much he had to drink.

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