Irony

I am back from the test camp. I am completely tired. And I can just shake my head about all that.
About half an hour ago I opened the door to our flat. Andy could not anticipate how sour I was. And how silly I had been.

When I went to the test camp yesterday morning, I anticipated nothing bad. I was glad about two days with the orchestra. And with my friends. Andy had promised to clear up a little and to work, while I was away. Since last week I trust him blind. This is a fatal mistake.
On Friday evening there came an astonishing phone call of Mary. "Ann is here. Next door. With Antony." I let the listener sink and tried to catch a clear thought. This was not possible. Ann was Andy's ex-friend. And she had no reason to appear here. Except one.
This irony! My second name is also Ann.

"Everything okay?" Andy shouted from the kitchen. "Yes". I answered monotonously. He might get to know I didn't tell him the truth. Indeed, I had calmed down fast again.

When I surfed in the evening on the Internet, I was suddenly surprised by Andy's absence. Where was he?

I ran down and shouted after him. After a few seconds he came out behind the house wall. With a cigarette in his hand. " What is wrong? " he asked startled. "Nothing". I said, but my voice broke. " I have only missed you. " Affectionately he took my face in his hands and kissed me. " I won’t leave you alone. "

I had such fear, he could cheat me again. The test camp was great, til Steph, a good friend, told me about Ann. She was supposed here to look for Andy. This rumour finishes me. What should I do? I entered the flat. Andy received me smiling, however, he knows that something is not right.

He knows that Ann is there. I feel this. And he knows that he cannot resist her.