As the weeks turned into months, X3 and I continued to spend more and more time together. I knew I was taking a risk by allowing myself to fall for him again, but I just couldn't resist his charm.
We started dating officially, and everything felt perfect. He told me he loved me, and I believed him. We went on romantic dates and spent hours talking on the phone every night. I felt like I was living in a fairytale.
Eventually, X3 proposed, and I said yes without hesitation. We got married in a beautiful ceremony, surrounded by our family and friends. I was the happiest I had ever been.
But as the months went on, I started to notice that something was off. X3 seemed distant, and he was always coming home late from work. I tried to brush it off, but the nagging feeling in my gut wouldn't go away. After pressing X3 for answers, I found out he was having an affair.
I was devastated, but I tried to stay strong for our child, who had just turned one. X3 and I tried to make things work, but the love was gone. We knew there was only one choice left.
