6 parts Ongoing MatureStarted: 10/28/2025
Ended:
I knew he was married, but I still let myself fall.
We were friends before his wife came, not close, not strangers either.
We never said what we truly felt, maybe because we were afraid to give it meaning.
But fate played its cruel trick.
We ended up living in the same boarding house, different rooms, the same secret.
We both knew it was wrong, yet we crossed the line anyway.
He was my first, my first love, my first sin, my first heartbreak.
I thought I could handle it, but loving him was slowly destroying me.
So I did the only thing that could save what was left of me. I left him.
Because sometimes, walking away doesn't mean you stopped loving.
It just means you've finally learned to love yourself.
