Hoping for last conversation
We sat down for what I hoped was the final time. ‘No more lies,’ I said, locking eyes with him. ‘Tell me everything, or I’m finished.’ He took a deep breath, apparently weakening under the strain. ‘Alright,’ he said quietly, tiredness visible on his face. ‘You deserve to know everything.’ Every syllable felt like an eternity, as the ultimate truth hung in the balance between us.
Hoping For Last Conversation
The ultimate betrayal
Confronted and tired, he eventually admitted the ultimate betrayal: he was married to another woman who was also expecting his child. ‘I didn’t know how to tell you,’ he said, his voice shaking. My world crumbled as the final reality struck. Trust was irreparably damaged. I ended the engagement and told his wife about the various lives he was leading. The anguish was unbearable, but at least I now knew the entire scope of his lies.
The Ultimate Betrayal
