This man is my ex... Of course, neither my husband nor my sister knows about that... We met when we were kids playing around after both our parents had passed away. He was just someone I played with at the time. Naturally, I led a quiet and ordinary life until he started pursuing me again, reminding me of our past. Although I could have refused him, I didn't want my past to be revealed to my husband and sister. So, against my better judgment, I listened to what he had to say... I guess I'm the one to blame here...
