Seven years of marriage, once thought it was indestructible. But when I found out that there were signs of an affair between my husband and his secretary, my world began to falter.
All along, I thought our marriage was built on trust and commitment. We used to be each other's confidants, each other's pillars. But the change in my husband made me start to doubt everything.
Everything happened on an ordinary night. I waited for his return as usual, ready for our warm time together. But his late return and evasive eyes made me start to feel that something was wrong.
I decided to investigate in secret. At first, I was reluctant to believe the gossip and the rift between us. But the evidence keeps me from escaping reality.
I found text messages between them, some subtle and ambiguous words, which made my heart twist. I looked at the words like a merciless knife stabbing my heart.
In the face of reality, I didn't shout loudly, I didn't cry bitterly. Instead, I chose to be silent. I chose to endure all of this alone, knowing that the rift between us could not be bridged.
I decided to file for divorce from him. I think this may be the best option to fulfill him and his secretary, and to fulfill the past between us.
But when I filed for divorce from him, his reaction was unexpected. Instead of being as sad as I had imagined, he angrily rejected my offer.
Divorce? Are you crazy? His voice was full of anger and bewilderment, "Do we have any problems?" Isn't our marriage important? ”
I looked at his angry eyes, and my heart was full of helplessness and sadness. Perhaps, I was really wrong. Perhaps, there is still room for redemption between us.
But when I tried to relieve my pain and anxiety, he chose to close his ears. He didn't want to listen to my explanations, he didn't want to accept my point of view. In his eyes, I became a vexatious woman, and his world was only him and his secretary.
I felt like a knife. Seven years of marriage has become so fragile in the blink of an eye. I don't know what to do, I don't know if there's any hope between us.
In the days that followed, our relationship became more and more strained. Silence and bickering intertwine between us, like an inevitable storm that pushes our marriage to the brink of collapse.
But behind it all, I began to reflect on myself. Perhaps, I was too impulsive and self-willed. Perhaps, I should give our marriage a chance and give him a chance.
I decided to be honest with him. I decided to give our marriage a chance to start over, even if it meant more pain and hurt for me.
We can try to start over. I whispered, "We can face all of this together and rebuild our marriage." ”
His eyes became confused and hesitant. Perhaps, he also realized the problem between us and realized his mistake.
But when I thought our marriage had finally taken a turn for the better, he chose to remain silent. He didn't give me any reply, just left the room in silence, leaving me alone in the endless darkness.
In that moment, I understood everything. I understood that there was no future between us, and that he no longer had me in his heart. I am no longer the only one in his heart, I am no longer the darling in his eyes.
Seven years of marriage finally ended with a silent goodbye. I chose to leave, choosing a future without him.
But I don't regret my choice. I learned to let go, I learned to face reality, I learned to start over. My world may become lonely and lonely, but I believe that there will always be sunshine through the haze and love to warm my heart.