It was a long week of productivity and serious business and Chris and I were both busy. After finishing up at work I decided to go and surprise him with food because he had mentioned he wouldn’t be home until 10pm. When I arrived at his workplace, I went straight to Chris’s office, and to my surprise I walked into Linda and Chris having a serious conversation. I froze in confusion and asked what was going on.

Linda smiled quickly and said, “I came to tell Chris that we would love to come over to your place because we had such a great time with you the weekend before.”

I wasn’t convinced and was certain I was missing something. She could have called me instead. I mean, I do recall giving her my number and I don’t remember Chris giving her his.

I acted cool and said, “I would love to have everyone over.”

I asked no further questions.

My drive home was quiet, as I was not playing music like I usually did, but in my head it was loud. I had to get to the bottom of what I had seen. What was going on between Linda and Chris? Did she know him? Could she be the woman Chris was involved with? All these questions were wrecking my head. I mean, when I arrived at Botanic Bar that night she was sober and seemed to have just arrived. I was therefore convinced that Chris was with her and she decided to join the girls after their meetup. Maybe I was driven by my ancestors to this girl to find out exactly who she was. I couldn’t believe the conclusion I had come to. Chris had put me through too much with his cheating but that time, that time he drove me off the edge.

When I arrived home I decided to invite everyone over for a hangout, just to play along with Linda’s request and, of course, to watch the truth unfold. I didn’t have a solid plan but something was going to come up, I just knew it. I called the girls and told them to bring their hunks along for a good time and before I knew it they were at my place, looking great and ready for a chill-out session.

I played some deep house music to set the vibe and instead of making food, I decided to order so I could have sufficient time to find out exactly what was up with Linda. I knew nothing much about them, and what better way to get to know strangers than to get them a little bit tipsy and make them happy? I knew I was smart: that was why Chris was with me after all.

I was a financial advisor. Chris was in shady business and used his small business as a front. I disapproved of his ways but when I found out exactly what he did, I was in too deep to leave.

Philly, one of the girls who was pretty close to Sphe, told me that he was on his way. He arrived shortly after everyone else. We danced and laughed but at the back of my head I remembered the intention of this entire thing. Linda’s phone rang and she quietly went to the spare room to have a private conversation. I followed her to eavesdrop. I couldn’t help but hear Chris’s name and I walked in and interrupted the conversation. That was my man’s name I heard so I demanded to know what she was using his name for and who she was speaking to.

Tell us: Why do you think Linda is speaking about Chris over the phone?