She went up the narrow staircase to Olivia’s flat. When Ayati left the estate, to go back home, Olivia retreated to the small flat over her shop. She could not bear to be at the estate without Ayati.

    Olivia grabbed her friend by the shoulders and shook her, “Merde! You fool. Do you know what this means? There will be a scandal. The boys will throw us out!” Ayati bowed her head, helplessly.

   The pink sands of the Bermuda beaches were just a few steps from the villa they leased. Ayati stretched out on a towel, digging her toes in the sand. Olivia was lathering herself with sunscreen.

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Nice to meet you, I am Ayati Patani. I live a very privileged life in London with my husband on our massive family estate. We share our home with my husband’s boyfriend and the boyfriend’s wife. I also escape to my own house to meet my lover. All the relationships are discrete. We have to maintain this delicate balance, this charade, to satisfy the traditions of our parents. We will do everything we can to uphold the reputation and legacy of the family name.