Moving closer to me, she placed both hand on my face. "Now you listen to me, Isabel. John is a selfish bastard. When he left you months ago, you respected his decision. He, on the other hand, is not respecting your wishes. He will not stop until he destroys your relationship with Brian. You either ignore him or let him in your life again, but if you are stupid enough to let him in your life again, you will have to let Brian go. You cannot have both men. Before you decide to return to John, just remember, that you have love Brian for eight years. He is with you now. Is not that what you always wanted?
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After several glasses of Sauvignon Blanc, I was a little inebriated. Picking up my cell phone, I called Brian again, and again received no answer. "Hi Brian. I guessed you are busy today. I have called you several times and got your voicemail. Liz and I had a girls- night-in tonight and I am a little drunk. Do you mind if I stay at Liz tonight? I know you had not seen me in five days and probably missed me terribly, but I promise to make it up to you tomorrow. Call me."
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