She walked past the store, barely acknowledging the sign outside the store she used to frequent when she was a child. She was on her way to Michelle’s home to have lunch. Was he going to be there? She hoped not. She was getting tired of fending off his unwanted advances. How could he think that she would want to get involved with him when he was married to her best friend? What kind of person did he think she was? And even if he weren’t married, she still wouldn’t be interested. He wasn’t her type. He was crude, insensitive and conceited.
What on earth did Michelle see in him? They celebrated their tenth anniversary last week Saturday and they threw a big bash. It was quite the celebration but she didn’t enjoy it one bit. She mingled and tried to act like she was having a good time but at the back of her mind, she kept reliving the awful moment when he grabbed her in the basement. She managed to fend him off and bolt from the room.
Should she tell Michelle? Would she believe her? Was spilling the beans worth it if it meant ruining their friendship?