When I closed the door of our house behind me for the last time, I was sure I was choosing happiness. < img src = "https://zycie.news/crrops/5b5939/620x0/1/0/2025/03/09/ppeetb6av7j970zgzgzlgcsmonQenldfbi4kf3dlkk.jpg" alt = "from life taken." Quot; I left my husband for my lover & quot ;: I made the greatest mistake in my life " styles = "background-color: rgba (200,196,177.1)" > < p > behind me was stable but monotonous life. The husband, which was good but too predictable. Days that looked the same & ndash; WSP; Oacute; Line breakfast, evening conversations, which were more and more often only an exchange of sentences without emotions.
< p > and ahead of me ?
< p > love. Passion. New beginning.
< p > so I thought.< p > I was so wrong.
< p > I met Marcin by accident. He was everything that was not M&P; Oacute; Jehr & Amp; Ndash; Confident, seductive, full of passion. With him I felt young again, desirable.< P >& Amp; MDASH; With you I can do everything — He whispered in my ear when we sneaked into another secret meeting.
< p > I believed him.< p > I believed it was love.
< p > When I told my husband that I was leaving, he looked at me for a moment in silence. < p > — For him ? — asked quietly. < p > — For yourself — I lied. < p > He did not beg. Did not fight. < p > just let me go.< p > The first weeks with Marcin were like a dream. Subtitza & oacute; that, expensive restaurants, co -mate of laughter full of laughter. < p > but dreams end quickly.
< p > first Klie & tnia.
< p > first lie, which & oacute; re came out.
The first evening & oacute; r, when the & oacute; p & oacute; źno and did not even look in my eyes.
< p > — You exaggerate — he threw when I asked where he was.
< p > p & oacute; he did not even explain.
< p > I felt as we move more and more every day.< p > I finally understood the truth.
< p > I was not unique to him. < p > I was only another. < p > one that will give up someday.< p > just like I abandoned my husband.
< p > kt & oacute; reel on our old house.
< p > I stood at the door, fighting with the thought of whether I should knock.
< p > but then he opened them. < p > and I saw her. < p > new woman.< p > smiling. Happy.
< p > I understood that he did not wait. < p > that I lost everything. < p > because sometimes we think we throw a boring life for great love. < p > and we really throw everything for nothing.< p > This may also interest you:
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