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again. Did you bring it?”
     
    He grinned a nasty grin and laid a manila folder on the table. I reached for it.
     
    Igor’s gaze pierced me as he asked, “What about you? Did you bring what you were supposed to, or did you only come here to insult me?”
     
    With a sigh, I flipped open the top of the bag so he could see the cash inside. I closed it quickly and said, “I want to see the document first.” He opened the folder and inside of it was a State of New York official marriage license with our names on it. I reached over and felt the seal with my fingertips. It felt real, all I could do was say a silent prayer that he wasn’t scamming me. While I was doing that, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a gold ring. It was the ring that he’d used as a wedding ring when we got married. He laid it on top of the folder. I picked up the bag and handed it over by passing it under the table to him. Then, I put the cellphone down in front of him and picked up the folder and the ring and without saying another word to him I left the restaurant. Once I was outside, not arrested and with the original marriage certificate in hand I felt a wave of relief wash over my body. I let out the breath I’d been holding for two weeks. It was over…
     
    I went home right after that and opened all of the windows in the apartment. I happily breathed in the fresh, almost spring air while I cleaned and dusted, mopped and vacuumed. I hadn’t been able to concentrate on anything other than Igor and the money for the past two weeks, not even housework and laundry. I was on my last clean pair of underwear. I turned up the music and danced as I cleaned. I felt like my soul was finally at peace.
     
    My phone rang around four, it was Aaron. I still had some residual anxiety so for a few seconds, I held my breath to see what he was calling to say. My imagination was working overtime again and I was imagining now that Igor had called him as soon as I’d walked out of that restaurant. My life was becoming consumed by guilt and paranoia. I was going to start hearing the pounding of my guilty heart in my ears soon.
     
    “Hi baby,” he said when I picked up the phone. God that sounded like heaven compared to the creepy sound of when Igor calls me that.
     
    “Hi there, handsome, how are you?”
     
    “I am great. I just finished my last meeting of the day and I wondered if you would be free for a date on the town tonight.”
     
    “I’m always free for you,” I told him. I couldn’t wait for a night out with him now, completely stress free at last. I wondered if he wanted to go dancing again.
     
    “Okay then,” he said. “I have tickets for Wicked at seven-thirty. Dinner before or after?”
     
    “Wicked! Really?” I was so excited I was beside myself. I was glad I was alone in the apartment because I was actually dancing a little jig. I’d always wanted to see that play on Broadway. I think I’d mentioned it once to Aaron in passing. He remembered. He was amazing.
     
    He laughed, “Really. Orchestra A seats too.” With Aaron, I had come to expect nothing less.
     
    I looked at the clock and down at myself. I looked like Cinderella way before the ball. “How about we wait and do dinner after. I’d like time before to get really pretty for you.”
     
    “I’d be willing to bet you look gorgeous right now,” he said. “But okay, we’ll have dinner afterwards.”
     
    “You’re sweet, but you’d lose that bet. What time shall I expect you?”
     
    “Jeffrey and I will be there by six.”
     
    “Okay, I’ll hurry,” I said. “Thank you for this, I’m so excited.”
     
    “Good, I want your life to be filled with that feeling. I love you, Robyn.”
     
    “I love you so much!”
     
    I hung up and squealed out loud. I was so excited I felt like a little girl on her way to Disney World. I went in and looked in my closet first to see what I would wear. I had an Anne Klein dress I’d bought on clearance a while