Hello,
I want to tell you what happened to me and
how this story turned my life upside down,
and I am not the same person any more......
It was during last year’s summer. I used to live
in a small town near the capital, I studied and
lived there. I had a steady boyfriend for
almost 2 years; we loved and respected each
other. He studied in the same university I did.
We would see each other every day, take a
walk together, we took pleasure in the love
that filled us, we were more than happy, but…
as you know all good things come to an end.
Problems started when after my last annual
exam I decided to go to the seaside with my
friends from the town where my parents live.
My boyfriend didn’t come cause he didn’t have
the opportunity ( he had work in the town). So
one morning my friends and I left for the
seaside. We arrived somewhere around 1 am at
night. We went to the hotel to check in, took a
quick shower and went to bed, cause we were
all dead tired. On the next morning we went to
the beach. The first thing I noticed was the
most amazing man I have ever seen, a
handsome man sitting alone on the beach,
obviously waiting for someone. I told my
friends to go and I will catch them later.
I approached him and with some cheek I sat
on the sand next to him, I looked at him and
smiled. He immediately gave me his hand as if
he had been waiting for this all day long. So we
introduced each other and chatted for over an
hour, he told me a lot about himself, and I
basically told him everything. And suddenly,
when we both paused talking and as if we were
enjoying one another, he said that obviously
the friend he was waiting for, won’t be coming.
He invited me for a coffee and I accepted, of
course. I was so happy and pleased with him,
it was a long time since I had so much fun. He
was treating me ( someone he didn’t know) so
well, making me laugh, I felt so good….I didn’t
want this moment to end. So we went for a
coffee and we chatted for almost 2 hours. He
told me how much he loved the sea, and I
supported him fully in this. We liked each
other so much, we felt we’ve know each other
forever.
When I was leaving for the seaside, despite my
good mood, I thought I would not stop
thinking of “my man” and would not have good
time, but while I was with Mario ( that was the
name of the boy I met at the beach) I did not
think of Steve ( my friend in the town) not
even once. I was so happy and enjoying the
moment.......
After that I started going out with Mario, and
not with my friends, day after day. Days would
pass and I kept feeling amazing………. but then
the day I had to leave came. I felt terrible.
Mario was from other city and the distance
was so huge…I think I loved him.. He also felt
bad that we I had to leave, but that’s life. We
promised to write and to see each other next
summer.
I left for my home town, and he remained at
the sea, we were so far from each other.........
After a long and boring trip I came back home
and when I arrived my parents called me to
see if I was all right. After that Steve called,
my God, I had totally forgotten about him, but
fate reminded me where I was....
A couple of hours after I arrived I met Steve
and you know what……my heart beat faster. SO
my “previous love” for him burst out again
after 20 days absence??? We spent 2 hours
together and he kept asking how I spent at the
seaside and I was forced to think of something,
I wasn’t ready to tell him the truth. After all I
was cheating on him the whole time...
Everything was back to normal, but I wasn’t
the same. In my thoughts he was “ my prince
Mario”. God, you should hear my heart beating
when I think of him, my heart was filled with
love.
A couple of days later Steve and I went to my
parents’ place. We thought of spending some
time with them. One day as I was sitting and
having lunch with Steve and my parents, I felt
sick. My mother said she would come with me
to the doctor. I was told I was pregnant. My
God, I stood shocked, we had sex the previous
night with Steve, but it was not possible that I
got pregnant. I was certain, the child was
Mario’s. How would I tell my parents, they
would certainly drive me away, they loved
Steve so much. So I kept it all to myself and
everybody was happy. I was most happy cause
I would give birth to a child from my loved
one. ..
In the meantime I kept receiving letters from
Mario almost every week and was so happy.
One day in one of my letters I shared that I
was pregnant from him; I thought he would be
happy and that he would want to see me, but
alas….......after this letter he stopped writing
and I never got an answer from him.
I was tempted to look for him, to find out
what he was doing and thinking, but I realized
he left the address he was living on.
Now, months after this, I am pregnant,
married to Steve and unhappy. Where is the
love of my life? So his I- love-you’s were all
lies? Maybe I am to blame, cause I cheated on
the man who loved me and was truthful to me?
What is wrong with me? Why do I keep loving
the one from the sea who hurt me so much?
I live with my parents with Steve now, he loves
me dearly and I pretend. I don’t know how
much I would stand this.
My parents want to buy us a house, for me,
my husband and the innocent baby that is
going to be born.
How do I live with this lie? The child will
remind me of my big, seaside love…….and it is
not guilty, it has the right to live, and I would
need to keep living with Steve and pretend I
am happy…What if in the meantime I die of
sadness for my beloved one???
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