Until It Was
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Last published Thu, Sep 7, 2023
He was the love of my life. I was in love with Andre for 8 years before he ruined our life. I spent 8 years being the perfect woman to him. 8 years of cooking, cleaning, slaving to him. 8 years of loving him. 8 years I thought were happily in love together. Maybe, for most of the time it was. Maybe, maybe that's why he proposed. He was mine and I was his and everything seemed perfect. Everything was perfect.
He proposed after 4 years together. I tried planning a wedding with his input, but it was never the right time. He said he proposed when it was the right time, and the wedding will come when its right. He wasn't ready yet. He changed. Slowly, over the next 4 years he changed into the man I did not fall in love with. It was slow at first, changes I didn't really notice until I looked back today. I was in love with Andre Withers, and I thought he was in love with me. Until he wasn't.
Everything about the past is a blur. The things I can remember are insignificant details. What I do remember, I wish I couldn't.
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