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On Christmas Eve, Vivian, my husband's best friend, made a wish for me. "Hope Jerome gets his memory back soon, so Delia won't have to suffer her lonely nights anymore." Vivian's hand casually brushed against his ass, like she wasn't even trying to hide it. When Jerome saw the look on my face, he rushed to explain. "Delia, Vivian's just trying to help me remember things. Please try to understand." I understood, alright. I understood he was just pretending to have amnesia so he could hook up with Vivian every single night. I called my bestie and said yes to joining her for a volunteer teaching gig out in a remote village. Four days after Christmas, Jerome had a birthday surprise all set up and was finally ready to come clean, but I was already long gone.