by Marie
(USA)
My husband and I had been married for six years. We were very happy.
Then one day, I received a phone call saying that my sister was going into labor. I immediately got on a plane to see her as she lived a long way from me. My husband decided not to come. After I came back he wasn't the same. He was cold and distant.
We weren't having sex anymore. He wouldn't even kiss me half of the time. I felt very neglected. So, I went to do some investigating. I went through his phone while he was asleep (that was risky!) and found that he'd been cheating with some Russian woman. Well, he actually had several lovers. I wondered just how long this had been going on. But at that point, I didn't care.
I packed my things, wrote him a letter, and left for a friend's house. I didn't tell him where I went but he somehow managed to find me. He was begging for my forgiveness but my heart was too broken to care. I had bought a plane ticket so I could go back to my sister's house.
I never spoke to him after that. But he was my world. And when I found out he had cheated, my world ended.