A Plea for Forgiveness

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The two men sat across from her as people bustled around them. She nibbled on a platter of french fries that she ordered while waiting for the two men to arrive. If truth be told, the woman wished that the two men would get on with whatever they wanted to say. Instead they exchanged pleasantries, mostly with each other as she just listened. Oh, they tried to include her but she answered as briefly as she could manage. Finally they came around to the topic at hand. 'Are you seeing anyone?' the one with the shaggy hair and bulky build asked. Her eyes widened at the question, but she stayed silent. It wasn't any business of theirs, and she couldn't see why it would matter. Single or not, she wasn't going to enter into the same situation she had extracted herself from years earlier. The shaggy man continued to prod her, but eventually gave up when he saw that she wasn't going to acknowledge the question. 'He's getting married, you know. That's why we are here. He wants to apologize for the way he treated you.' Ah, so it was a clean conscience he was after. Well, it wasn't one she would be providing him. 'Allow me to extend my congratulations then. Now, if that is all I'll just pay for my meal and be off.' She stood with her purse in hand and turned towards the register at the entrance. 'Wait' the plea came from the other man, the shorter, more rugged looking one. 'That's it? You're not going to say anything more?' The woman shrugged and walked away. What was there to say? In her mind, this whole exchange had been a waste of time. [][][][] Then I woke up.. But not before ending up going to meet the fiance, and honestly feeling bad for the girl who ended up with my ex husband...