I was devastated. I had been married for the past two years, and had been in a relationship with my husband for five years prior.
I had trusted him with my life and he had betrayed me. I had just found out that he had been cheating on me.
I was so angry and hurt. I had built my entire life around this man and he had gone and done this to me. I couldn’t believe it. My heart was breaking, and I was filled with so much rage and sadness.
I had no idea what to do next. How could I ever trust him again? I had been hurt so badly and I didn’t know if I could ever forgive him.
I needed some time to think. I thought about just packing my things and leaving.
Just then, I heard a knock on my door. I opened it to see a man standing there.
He introduced himself as one of my husband’s friends. He had heard about what had happened and had come to talk to me.
At first, I was taken aback. I didn’t know this man and I was still feeling so hurt and angry.
But then he started telling me about how he had been through something similar and how he had managed to get through it.
He told me about how he had forgiven the person who had hurt him and how he had moved on with his life.
Listening to him, I started to feel a bit better. I still didn’t know if I would ever be able to forgive my husband, but at least I had someone to talk to who understood what I was going through.
As I was talking to him, I started to feel something else. I felt a strange kind of connection with this man, a connection that I had never felt before.
I felt like he really understood what I was going through and that he was on my side.
The next thing I knew, we were kissing. We had only known each other for a few minutes and yet here we were, making out like we had known each other forever.
It felt so wrong and yet so right at the same time. I was still so hurt and angry at my husband, yet here I was, kissing another man.
I felt so guilty, but at the same time, I felt alive. I had been so hurt and so angry, but suddenly I was feeling something else. I was feeling happiness and joy and a strange kind of freedom.
I knew this wasn’t going to last, but I was determined to enjoy it while it did. I had been hurt so badly and I deserved to feel good for once.
I don’t know what’s going to happen next, but for now, I’m just going to enjoy this moment.
I can’t believe I’m making out with someone else just five minutes after finding out my husband cheated on me. But it feels kind of nice.