ALENAI sat in the middle row of a local movie theater in darkness. It had already been four amazing days in Rio de Janeiro, and I was loving every bit of it. I loved all the undivided attention Dylan gave me, official romantic dates, and mind-blowing pleasure.He was by far the most romantic husband I knew who could go out of his way to make me laugh, giggle, swoon, and love him even harder. I could feel his love, as if he were madly in love with me. It was either part of my illusions or it was really happening, but he just hadn't told me the three magical words yet.We were done with all work-related stuff, and the following day, a Saturday, we'd fly back to New York in the evening. Dylan was out with his Brazilian friends at a bachelor's party. I knew the guy, and he seemed pretty decent and close to Dylan. Dyl promised not to get drunk and not to hook up with a stripper.If anything at all, I had learned to trust him more than ever. He never made me feel insecure by flirting with
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