I returned home and for a few days I was a wreck, I didn't know what to think about my encounter with Tracy.
Then a few days after I got back there was an email waiting for me when I looked in the morning, it was from Tracy.
I opened the email and began reading.
Dear Andrew,
Why didn't you say goodbye to me the other day? Did you think that it would be too difficult? Was it because you regret what we did? Let me make it clear to you that I have no regrets about what we did. I don't know your status, but I am married, and I still have no regrets about what we did. Two people that have connected on the emotional level that we have can't be expected to deny their physical urges. I love my husband with all my heart, but I also love you, and while I don't foresee myself ever leaving my husband there will always be a special place for you in my heart. Please don't let what happened in Atlanta end our friendship, I have gotten more out of emailing and instant messaging you than I have out of a lot of the relationships I have with people that are in the same area I am in. What we had in Atlanta was very special to me, if it was nothing more than just sex to you and you don't want to talk to me any more that's fine, just please do me the courtesy of telling me. The past few days of wondering what happened have been hell for me. I ask that no matter what your feelings are now that you please contact me so that I know exactly where we stand. If nothing else I guess we'll always have Atlanta. Love Tracy.
I sat in my chair wondering how I did feel about her. Before we'd met in Atlanta I was sure that it was just the distance between us that was keeping me from calling it love. When I first laid eyes on her in Atlanta I decided that the distance didn't matter as much, and that I did love her. Then when I found the ring, I was blown away, how could she not have told me that she was married?
At around 1:30 I finally decided what to say in my reply and I began typing.
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