A Prisoner's Dilemma (Part 2)

Is it possible to love two persons simultaneously? Or the persons you love are mere manifestations of who you are or where you're at or what you yearn for in life?
What's it like to be in Guinevere's shoes? To shuttle back and forth between Arthur and Lancelot?
When KKN rekindled her affaire de coeur with her old flame HB, she put it down to boredom since ABG was totally engrossed in his work and they were living in a small back water town in the middle of nowhere. They just had their first born but she was lucky to have her mother and a maid to take care of the baby and manage the household. So much so, she spent her mornings at the club house and her afternoons reading Mills & Boons. A visit to her hometown led to a meeting with HB, whom she had a torrid affair that ended disastrously in her late teens. His family, who owned a successful business downtown had disapproved of the love affair between the boss's son and the sales assistant. (KKN's schooling was interrupted when she ran away from her grandparents' home. Although her mother enrolled her into evening classes, she was too pretty and too distracted by all the male attention around her to focus on her studies) They decided to elope but was tracked down and she was put in custody at a home for runaway girls. After her release, the family decided to move away from the urban kampung to set up a new life elsewhere. At their new place of residence, her life took a turn for the better - a job as a receptionist at a government agency exposed her to a whole new world of glitterati and dignitaries. She basked in the attention and generosity of her admirers and suitors while maintaining correspondence with her childhood sweetheart in the UK. (ABG's family lived next door to her grandparents' and he had started writing notes to her since they were pre-teens)
Her mother and ABG's parents arranged a wedding by proxy to avert a marriage proposal from a prominent politician. She left to join him in the UK, worked at a chocolate factory (which she would bring to mind every now and then to make him and her family feel guilty), got pregnant and returned to deliver their baby.
The revived affair a few years later was to have devastating consequences, not only for her but for an innocent third party who was a mere pawn in a vicious game of vengeance. The discovery of ABG's liaison literally drove her to the brink of a tin mine but she made a volteface, decided to salvage her marriage but refused to take the blame for their marital problems. Instead, she spewed vehement charges at the alleged "home wrecker". However, deep in her heart, she still kept the fire burning for HB who symbolized the passion and freedom of her lost youth. Confined in her gilded cage, she often longed for those unfettered days of far away and long ago.
Now that she's going thru a similar experience - torn between selfishness and selflessness, feeling guilt for inflicting pain on a person whom she feels compassion for, a sense of self-loathing at her inability to match his style or approach - she is struck by an epiphany:
A choice between camaraderie with a person who resembles her laid-back second bro Kamal and awkwardness with someone who reminds her so much of her late strict Big Bro Hatta.
Something's got to give, and she's alone again (naturally?)
To be continued ... The Cop and the Runaway (Coming Soon!)
MAROON 5
THIS LOVE
I was so high I did not recognize
The fire burning in her eyes
The chaos that controlled my mind
Whispered goodbye and she got on a plane
Never to return again
But always in my heart
This love has taken its toll on me
She said Goodbye too many times before
And her heart is breaking in front of me
I have no choice cause I won't say goodbye anymore
I tried my best to feed her appetite
Keep her coming every night
So hard to keep her satisfied
Kept playing love like it was just a game
Pretending to feel the same
Then turn around and leave again
This love has taken its toll on me
She said Goodbye too many times before
And her heart is breaking in front of me
I have no choice cause I won't say goodbye anymore
I'll fix these broken things
Repair your broken wings
And make sure everything's alright
My pressure on her hips
Sinking my fingertips
Into every inch of you
Cause I know that's what you want me to do