I’m happy—happy that he loves me just as much as I love him—but I’m also sad, hurt, and deeply angry. He kept the truth from me for so long. What stings the most, though, is that Stephanie—the woman he paid to pretend to be his lover—knew everything. He told her his feelings while I was left in the dark, breaking my heart over a lie. It hurts knowing he chose silence, lies, and another woman just to keep me away. I feel like such a fool. I walked to the wardrobe and pulled out the silk nightdress I’d bought months ago. I’d bought it with the desperate, foolish hope that I could seduce him. I’d thought: If I can just make him want me, give him a child, he won’t send me away. Then I’ll have time to make him see how much I love him. But I never got the chance. That night, I’d worn it, done my hair and makeup, and waited for him. He walked right past me, ignored me completely, and left the room. At the time, I’d felt stupid and rejected, but that pain is no
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