What I Was Feeling-When Tom and I Visited His Mistress

I knew that Tom didn't have many likable qualities from the moment I met him. However, I can honestly say that it was low (even for Tom) to cheat on Daisy. Maybe it was because he was my cousin's husband or maybe because I wanted to give him the benefit of the doubt for something, anything. I didn't feel pleased or excited when Tom asked me to go to New York with him for the day, because I could sense it wasn't just for fun. He was on a mission. A mission that would stretch his selfish ways farther than even I thought it could go. Daisy was beautiful, and counted on Tom. It made me mad at him and upset for Daisy that he could just throw her away like she was leftovers from the previous night's dinner. I didn't like that feeling of us sneaking around behind Daisy's back. I felt she should have the right to know, but it simply wasn't my place to tell her.  To me, Myrtle Wilson didn't really have that many qualities that set her apart from Daisy anyway.The entire time I watched Tom interact with Myrtle, it made my disdain for him grow. I wish I could have punched Tom in the nose that day in the same way he punched Myrtle. Although it may sound terrible, it was a little bit of a relief to me when Myrtle died. It was only a relief to me because knew I wouldn't feel guilty about carrying the burden on my shoulders of knowing a very personal secret about the relationship between my cousin and her husband for so long.