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An instructive story about the villains that a friend is capable of for the sake of someone else’s husband
Sometimes for the sake of his own happiness, a person is ready for anything. Even if it really needs to be done. meanness And put years of friendship on the line. After a while, one question arises: was the game worth the candle?
The heroine of our story today faced a difficult problem. Although her story is hardly a happy one, she learned the most rewarding lesson of her life: “Trust is too fragile.” I wonder if you'd agree with her.
I never thought my marriage would be ruined by my best friend. It all started suddenly, I didn’t even know where the roots were coming from. At some point, strange things began to happen to me. Let me explain.
For example, a courier came to our house with huge bouquets of roses. "Honey, thank you for the perfect evening," wrote some secret stranger. Of course, my husband did not like such tricks, and I had to make excuses. I had no idea where those flowers came from!
The situation became even more heated when the husband found someone else’s underwear in the closet. So many screams... I tried to find at least some logical explanation. And I finally remembered that just a week ago my brother visited us. He came on a business trip, and he had to spend the night somewhere.
My husband certainly didn't believe me. The same day, he called his brother, took a picture of his underwear and sent it to the messenger. It was supposed to confirm if it was his underwear. Circus! The brother uncomfortably apologized and said that the thing really belongs to him.
After 5 minutes, he texted me, “Sister, be careful with your lovers.” You're an adult now! God, what's going on?! I don't have any lovers! I felt like I was in some nightmare, which had no end and no end.
Every day my husband became more and more irritated. He had this manic idea of catching me hot. One day, someone texted him saying I was having a romantic date at a cafe. He immediately dropped everything and rushed to the address indicated in the text.
And there was me and my colleague who we were just having lunch with. My husband took the whole place up. I've never been so ashamed. I wanted to fall through the earth just to disappear. I can't imagine how my friend at work felt.
Even without listening to me, my husband left. And when I got home, there wasn't one of his things. He just left. In desperation, I called my best friend and called her to me. I learned a lot from her. It turned out that she had seen him several times with a strange woman. I mean, is he cheating on me all this time?
A friend's voice sounded too convincing. I don't know why I believed her right away. But something told me that I needed to urgently file for divorce and protect myself from other proceedings. Everything happened quickly and without scandal. That was very surprising, by the way. Until recently, the husband was angry about and without, and now he has become so compliant.
Then I realized what was going on. A few months after the divorce, I found out that my ex-husband was living with my best friend. It's a puzzle. That's who sent flowers, threw other people's underwear into the house and sent false messages to his husband's phone. This despicable act angered me so much that I decided to meet him.
He came to the meeting, but my words did not convince him. My ex-husband still considered me a traitor, and described his act and new relationship with my friend simply: She helped me when I was desperate. That is love.
They say that you cannot build your happiness on someone else’s misfortune. I don't believe they'll be fine. Time will pass and he will understand. But it will be too late...
They say there is no female friendship. Proponents of this idea will surely say that our history is a great proof of this. But we in the editorial office tend to believe that everything depends on the particular case. Perhaps, in a sense, the main character of the story was even lucky. After all, she got rid of both a toxic distrustful relationship and a pseudo-best friend. What do you say?
If you have experienced this, share your experience in the comments. It's interesting to know what you think about this. Wait for you downstairs!
The heroine of our story today faced a difficult problem. Although her story is hardly a happy one, she learned the most rewarding lesson of her life: “Trust is too fragile.” I wonder if you'd agree with her.
I never thought my marriage would be ruined by my best friend. It all started suddenly, I didn’t even know where the roots were coming from. At some point, strange things began to happen to me. Let me explain.
For example, a courier came to our house with huge bouquets of roses. "Honey, thank you for the perfect evening," wrote some secret stranger. Of course, my husband did not like such tricks, and I had to make excuses. I had no idea where those flowers came from!
The situation became even more heated when the husband found someone else’s underwear in the closet. So many screams... I tried to find at least some logical explanation. And I finally remembered that just a week ago my brother visited us. He came on a business trip, and he had to spend the night somewhere.
My husband certainly didn't believe me. The same day, he called his brother, took a picture of his underwear and sent it to the messenger. It was supposed to confirm if it was his underwear. Circus! The brother uncomfortably apologized and said that the thing really belongs to him.
After 5 minutes, he texted me, “Sister, be careful with your lovers.” You're an adult now! God, what's going on?! I don't have any lovers! I felt like I was in some nightmare, which had no end and no end.
Every day my husband became more and more irritated. He had this manic idea of catching me hot. One day, someone texted him saying I was having a romantic date at a cafe. He immediately dropped everything and rushed to the address indicated in the text.
And there was me and my colleague who we were just having lunch with. My husband took the whole place up. I've never been so ashamed. I wanted to fall through the earth just to disappear. I can't imagine how my friend at work felt.
Even without listening to me, my husband left. And when I got home, there wasn't one of his things. He just left. In desperation, I called my best friend and called her to me. I learned a lot from her. It turned out that she had seen him several times with a strange woman. I mean, is he cheating on me all this time?
A friend's voice sounded too convincing. I don't know why I believed her right away. But something told me that I needed to urgently file for divorce and protect myself from other proceedings. Everything happened quickly and without scandal. That was very surprising, by the way. Until recently, the husband was angry about and without, and now he has become so compliant.
Then I realized what was going on. A few months after the divorce, I found out that my ex-husband was living with my best friend. It's a puzzle. That's who sent flowers, threw other people's underwear into the house and sent false messages to his husband's phone. This despicable act angered me so much that I decided to meet him.
He came to the meeting, but my words did not convince him. My ex-husband still considered me a traitor, and described his act and new relationship with my friend simply: She helped me when I was desperate. That is love.
They say that you cannot build your happiness on someone else’s misfortune. I don't believe they'll be fine. Time will pass and he will understand. But it will be too late...
They say there is no female friendship. Proponents of this idea will surely say that our history is a great proof of this. But we in the editorial office tend to believe that everything depends on the particular case. Perhaps, in a sense, the main character of the story was even lucky. After all, she got rid of both a toxic distrustful relationship and a pseudo-best friend. What do you say?
If you have experienced this, share your experience in the comments. It's interesting to know what you think about this. Wait for you downstairs!
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