David Hill was the love of my life. We met at this party for a mutual friend’s birthday. I was 25 and he was 27. I noticed him right away, and we were off in our own little corner talking in no time. He was a software enginer-a real techy guy. Stable. Mature. He won me over with his brilliance and his level headed nature. He was calm, cool, collected, and oh so smooth. I couldn’t help myself. I fell for him. I fell so hard I bruised.

He told me I was the most beautiful woman in the world. He adored me and took care of me. He asked me to move in with him. He introduced me to his family. We spent a year together absolutely in love, and one summer day, when we were out with his parents on their boat, he asked me to spend forever with him. He got down on one knee and promised to love me and only me until the day he died.

Of course I said yes.

We got married within the year in a beautiful church where he grew up. It was a dream come true- the happiest day of my life. We stood in front of all of our friends and family and committed our lives to each other. We promised “til death do us part and we meant it.

3 years later our lives have only gotten better. David has been promoted twice at work and is working crazy hours. I am still teaching, but my care for him never falters. I have been the best wife to him-supporting his career, keeping our house running, being loving towards him whenever he desired. We were so in love. We were everything for each other. I was so happy with our life. So when I found those messages on his phone-the ones from HER- I was crushed. How could I not be! My husband..having an affair? It did feel possible. But he admitted it. He stood in front of me and told me that he had been sleeping with her. To my face! Can you even imagine? Do you have any idea what that felt like, to be so betrayed? Every promise he ever made to me, broken. “Til death do us part”…He stopped loving me, but he forgot to die first. So I helped him. What else was I to do? How could you tell me that I was wrong?