It was just a normal day. I was taking the train and relaxing in my seat, going to see my sister in New York City. There was a man across from me in the other seat. He was dressed very nicely, he was wearing a dress suit and patent leather shoes. I was instantly attracted to him, no sign of George in my mind. I loved the way this man presented himself, it shows how rich he probably is. I couldn't stop looking at him and into his eyes. I had to know his name. We didn't speak for a while he just moved next to me and I could feel his arm against mine. As much as I loved his appearance, I did kind of feel uncomfortable. I told him I would call the police, but he could tell I was just saying that to get a rise out of him. I started to think about my life if I had married a man like that. A man who was in control and had power, a man who probably had the most lovely house in all of New York. I wanted to be with a man like that. I didn't want to live the life I have with George, h...
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