I have a best friend Rebecca. We went to kindergarten, school, then entered the same university. There I met a young man, very handsome and prominent. I was very much in love with him, but one day he saw my friend, who was not just beautiful, but a real beauty, and fell in love with her.
My friend asked me if she could go out with him because she liked him too. For some reason I said that I did not mind and that I did not love him. I gave the love of my life to my friend. Now I am married, I have children. My friend married him and they have children too. In the hustle and bustle of life, I stopped thinking about my love. I had no right to remember this love, as he was the husband of my best friend. Once my friend asked me to cover for her as she had a meeting.
I was very surprised: I did not understand what kind of meeting and why her husband should not know about it. She told me that she had fallen in love with a guy and could not live without him. She also said that she was not going to get divorced, because she did not see the point in it, as her husband was blowing dust off her, he earns very well and loves children very much. To be honest, I listened to her and did not understand how she could cheat on such a man. If her husband was some unsuccessful person who did not love and did not appreciate her – I would understand. But if her husband loves her so much, if he earns good money, why should she cheat on him? How can you not appreciate all this and look for new incomprehensible emotions?