The love triangle. Love can be a beautiful thing. I thought that the more love I received would make me complete. It didn’t, and this is my story.
I met my now husband of four years back in high school. When we first met it was not that instant attraction, but as time went on I started to fall in love with him.
My husband is a very good man. He is patient and kind and giving and there is nothing I wouldn’t do for him. He was my world.
Let me go back a little with my story. At the time that I got with my husband back in high school. I was getting over the only person that I completely loved to my core.
I never told my husband about it because I didn’t think that we would last. Its four years of marriage and I cant stop thinking about my true love.
While out one day I was seating in a café and I heard this voice, this wonderful voice that I had been missing and hoping for.
I looked up and there he was the man of my dreams. I thought to myself that he would not even remember me.
When our eyes connected he rushed over to me and gave me a big hug and a kiss on the cheek.
We sat in that café for five hours talking about everything and most important how we missed each other.
He reached for my hand and said he is the luckiest man in the world. I told him that I had been married for four years now.
He told me that he had never stopped thinking of me and he wished that he could have another chance. He gave me his number and said, I sure would like to meet this guy, look at you your glowing.
I was glowing because in my head we were back together. wishful thinking. I didn’t call him right away I waited for about a week.
When he pick up the phone his voice sent shivers down my spine. He asked if we could meet up for some coffee. I thought it was innocent so I agreed to have lunch with him.
He told me that he was going through a divorce and was looking for a lawyer. I told him that I was a lawyer, but that one of my colleagues would be glad to take his case.
After lunch he asked me if I could just look over his finances to see what his soon to be exwife was entitled to. I agreed and that was that.
A few days later I get a text from him and I knew that he wanted someone to talk to so I agreed to meet him at a lounge.
We sat and talked and drank . We told each other how we married the wrong person. He told me that he loved me and if possible could he see me again.
Before I was going to step out on my husband I had to know if this was what I really wanted. The more I drank the hornier I got.
I was to tipsy to drive so he offered to go back to his house around the corner for us to get some coffee and sober up.
One thing led to another and I was having the best sex of my life. We both fell asleep. When we finally woke up it was twelve thirty am.
Fast forward a couple of weeks later I became very ill. My husband made me a appointment to go see a doctor.
after the exam the doctor walked back in and shook my husband’s hand and said congratulations your going to be a dad.
My husband thought this would bring us closer together. The thing is the doctor told me when I got pregnant and it was around the time that I had sex with my ex.
I was stressed out at the end of my pregnancy because I didn’t know who the father of my baby. My ex told me that he wanted it to be his.
I got up the never to tell my husband, it was killing me inside. The delivery day came. I was happy scared all in one.
When the baby came out he was biracial and my husband is black. I told him that I was sorry and that I didn’t mean to hurt him.
One year later I am very happy and blessed to be with the man that I truly love.
Ps my ex husband has found the love of his life as well. This was my Love triangle.
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