Returns of prodigal love

My name is Tatyana, I’m 32 years old, I want to tell you a story from my life, I still shudder when I remember it.

The story began in a banal way: I, a young 19-year-old girl, fell in love with a handsome, athletic guy named Roman . He was 10 years older than me, but for me at that time it did not matter. We dated for 3 years, and then decided to move in together, but since both he and I lived with our parents, a decision was maderent an apartment .

My parents and eldestmy sister was against Roman, my dad called him a Don Juan, but I... and I was in love like a cat. Initially, Roma said that we wouldn’t have a wedding (official registration is for weaklings, but bringing in a realNot everyone can love until old age without a stamp), but I dreamed of a dress, etc. Still, we decided that we would carry our love to the end without this very stamp.

So another 3 years passed. My best friend got readygot married , they decided to have the wedding in Dzhankoy and test-antibiotic.com I, as a bridesmaid, was called 3 weeks earlier. There I began to experience signs of pregnancy. I imagined how I would tell Roma, how happy he would be.

Arriving home from the wedding, I found a note at home that he had gone to a friend’sbirthday in Mariupol, will be in a week. I didn’t go to the hospital, I decided that we’d go together. But it so happened that my dear one did not return to me from his friend. I was looking for him for two weeks, after I got through to him, he told me to forget his number and him. He responded briefly to my “good news”: “not my problem.”

That evening I was admitted to the hospital. It turned out that mineectopic pregnancy . I left the hospital only a month later, completely broken. I didn’t want to live, I tried to poison myself a couple of times, my family saved me. And then I had an idea: to still see him. And I saw it. Him and a young beautiful girl with beautiful red hair.

After this daya friend admitted that she had known for a long time that he had brought this red-haired madam named Irina from his friend’s name day. test-antibiotic.com I retreated into myself. So another 6 months passed.

One day, after buying a newspaper, I saw an advertisement for acquaintance. In hima guy asks a girl who doesn’t want a relationship, but is simply looking for a friend in misfortune, to respond. I called. This is how I met Vadim, who was also abandoned in a similar way. We talked on the phone for 3 months, and then he offered to meet.

2 months after the meeting we signed. Vadim has his own house, where we started living after the wedding. A year later, Dashenka was born, and I kept imagining what it would be likeRoma's child - couldn'tforget . Vadim is loving and kind, but it was impossible for me to forget Roma. Three years later Nikitka was born. Everything went as usual, the children grew up healthy and smart.

And then one day, or rather, evening after work, going into an electronics supermarket to buy a projector, I saw familiar eyes. God, it was Roma! We got to talking, he said that he was divorced, Irina and her daughter went home to Mariupol, and he was here alone. He asked how his child wanted to see. When I said there was no test-antibiotic.com child, he said he didn’t believe it. Then he suggested exchanging numbers.

I was in a fog, I lived in 2 houses for 2 months. I even had thoughts of telling my husband everything, suggestingdivorce _ The novel seemed to hypnotize me, I lived for it, just like 10 years ago.

Then he disappeared. I thought I was going crazy. And when he returned, he told me to show him his child. When I started saying that he was gone, he said that I would still regret having an abortion and killing his child. He did not believe in an ectopic pregnancy. Two days later I was attacked, severely beaten, and I was in intensive care. Then I decided to tell my husband, but Roma was never found.

When I left the hospital, I realized that I had no one closer to Vadim. A year later we moved to Evpatoria, out of harm’s way. It’s been 2 years already, and when I remember it, I still shudder.

This is how the return of my prodigal love almost destroyed real love and family.