I found out about my husband's affair. I don't blame her, but she was sad, so she started using dating apps to distract herself. There she befriended a boy. Through our correspondence, I found out that he lived nearby. When I actually met him, he was a modern kid, but we got along well and felt comfortable, so we started seeing each other occasionally. Existence to escape from reality. I thought he shouldn't touch me, but he did. Until the end of these two weeks, she kissed me many times, our bodies stacked on top of each other. I wonder if I could really fall in love with you just a little bit.
