As I lay dying the pain drifted like a bad dream away from me. Lucilla's beautiful face looked sad but she understood that I had to leave her. I wondered what my wife would say of how my relationship had blossomed over the past few weeks and my love for her awoke again like a great sleeping dragon that gave me strength. My wife had always known of my love for some other woman who had caused me pain yet she never asked. And I felt particularly guilty because when we made love it was Lucilla's face I saw when I said I love you it was to Lucilla I whispered those words. I married my wife so I could fill the hole Lucilla left in my heart. She was my love the one and only no matter how much pain we caused to each other. And I was—are hers and she is mine. Forever.