I first met her at a work place.

The second I looked at her, I could hardly take my eyes off her.

Her beautiful and charming smile she kept on giving to the customers had me somewhat hypnotized. I kept on looking at her, walking around still looking at her, I felt like I couldn't take off my eyes off her at all.

Until she noticed me, looking directly at her, I took at least 5 seconds to turn my head. I was just lost in my world looking at how pretty she was. Then I realized, how much of a stalker I looked like while fixating on her. We had eye contact for at least 5 seconds and I felt like I scared her by doing so.

I was so intimidated, I started pretending that I was searching for some clothes while still thinking about how creepy I was to stare at her like I did, standing in the middle of the shop.

I finally decided to go and talk to her, surprisingly this is how our story began. She gave me her Facebook and we started talking for the first time on Facebook the very same day which led us into the beginning of our relationship.

Two years later, we moved in together.

Never I had loved a woman this much. We were already talking about getting married, about how many kids we would want, what their names would be. I was already telling her how far I would go for her and that I would die for her and that I would never let anything or anyone harm her.

I was experiencing love for the first time in my life, I felt obsessed with her security, and with everything that could affect her in a bad way.

I made sure to tell her how beautiful she was everyday, how I would be taking care of her for the rest of my life.

She loved me just as much. We would call each other at every single free moment we had, while on breaks at work, while eating, while taking the bus back home. We were truly in love and I felt her love just as much as I was loving her. I never once felt like she was distracted. Not once I felt like she had her mind elsewhere until the most horrible day of my life started.

It was the weekend, I was doing a night shift and she had a family supper she would attend.

A family supper, I knew every single member of her family, her brother and her sisters , I loved them just as much as I loved mine. In my mind it was going to be a regular family supper but it wasn't. It was bigger than that.

Her family invited another family to supper, long-time friends, childhood friends which they grew up with. When we first started knowing each other, we shared our past relations, what worked and what didn't. Why it didn't. We decided not to go into details at this point, we decided not to include those failed relationships in our relationship and avoided telling each other who we went out with, because we thought it would be way easier this way to look at our own relationship and make it as if it was our first.

We left the past behind, I should say I left the past behind, because after this night she clearly did not.

She met her childhood love this night at that supper, a man that she did not see for the past 10 years because his parents moved away. His parents were her parents long time friends. He ended up offering to drive her back home at the end of the night.

He went and drove her home, while I was still at work doing my night shift.

While on my shift she calls me, explaining to me how the supper was and that she just arrived home. She explained to me that she saw her childhood "friend" and that he drove her home. Her voice tone started to change , her voice started shaking as if she was about to cry.

My heart started pumping so fast, she hadn't told me anything bad yet. I felt something was wrong and that made me really uncomfortable with the tone of her voice, something that I literally never felt before. I was so confused at this moment even if she had not said anything yet. So many things were going trough my mind, I was already thinking about it. The way her voice tone changed right after she told me that he drove her home made me imagine the worst scenarios ever. I thought he raped her and I started feeling angry. I was so uncomfortable that I couldn't even ask why she was about to cry.

Then these words came out 'I am sorry' while she was bursting into tears...

This is when I felt total emptiness.

Writing this right now gives me shivers all over my body. And yet I was still hoping to hear something else after she told me she was sorry. I remember how I felt totally lost just by hearing her say these words. I did not want to believe that it was actually happening.

She ended up confessing what she did, she repeatedly told me how much she loved me and that she made a mistake. Repeatedly asking me to forgive her and this is when I closed my phone.

I felt completely empty.

I didn't know what to do at this very moment and tried to convince myself that everyone makes mistakes and I will look beyond this one, that I will forgive her because I couldn't bear losing her or seeing her end up with another one.

I tried just that, we came back living normal life for the two months following this story, every single night I felt emptiness after emptiness and at the same time I just wished it never happened. I could not take the thought of her laying with another man out of my mind, it was seriously the most painful two months of my life.

I finally decided to put an end to our relationship.

I explained myself to her and that I could never live a normal life knowing what happened and that I wished I never knew, I wished she would never have told me and that she should have kept it buried with her.

After the breakup, I started distancing myself from groups of people and friends. I lived surrounded by people who would probably end up laughing at my situation, turning it into a joke and end up telling me, "Come on man, you'll find another one."

The only person I was able to find comfort from, was my mother. I rarely cry, but I remember crying every single tears I had in my body in her presence.

Today, I am feeling way better. Writing this story publicly was not necessary but it provides me relief. It is a way to prove to myself that I am way over it and that I am actually looking forward to a new chapter in my life.

This was my secret story, the story I once thought would completely destroy me. I ended proving to myself that I am stronger than this.

-Secret Writer