First Love - My real life past story.

𐙚 stories and scenarios of the love of my life and me! ♡

Based On A True Story.

Based on my life. Not fun to read about.

Friends with benefits is supposed to be just that. Friends with the benefits of fooling around and not having anything more than platonic feelings. Easy, fun, thrilling, no one gets hurt...right? ----------------------------------- The work here is mine and under no circumstance does anyone have permission to repost to any platform, distribute with credit, or distribute as their own. Do not repost. Do not claim as your own. Do not repost with "credit".

This story is based on a real long-distance relationship, between two strangers who lived thousands of kilometers apart, but who loved each other as if they had known each other their whole lives. Separated by kilometers but so united that it felt as if they were right next to each other. They promised each other eternal love, and that flame of love was visible to all their friends, family, and acquaintances. I will narrate to you all the situations they had to go through to make their love grow day by day.

It started with two strangers a text message & now being best friends; what could this mean ?♥️ Do you ever feel if a best friend... could be your lover even if they're both millions of miles away from each other? There are a lot of things that people do on social media. It's only one text way you press the send button, and you might regret it or where you might not be even if it's meant to be. How did two people who buy accidents on the Internet become best friends? Well let's wait and see Cassie gets a message from an unknown person she asked if we could have who this person might've been along longly & behold it's the best friend she has been waiting for

-A Lie I decided to focus on family, choosing to believe and have faith that everything else would fall into place. I wasn't comfortable-or good-at lying to her. So, when Samantha surprised me one day by swallowing her pride and asking directly if anything had happened during our break, I hesitated. The silence, I believed, said it all. I was on the verge of confessing when she gave me an out: "If you tell me nothing happened, I'll believe you," she said. I should have told her the truth then-or resolved never to reveal it. Instead, years later, as I left for the final time, I selfishly brought it up. By confessing, I hoped to push her away. But in that moment, I let her believe what she clearly wanted to hold on to-that I had been faithful. She knew Pippa and probably sensed there was something between us, but she let it go-and so did I. It was cowardice, I know. Still, I made up my mind to make our dream a reality. And for a while, it worked. But fast-forward through the births of our three additional sons, and more than a dozen years, the same problems that once threatened us had only grown and would soon spiral out of control.

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