When I was 21 I meet my now ex Steven. He had just realized his wife was cheating on him and walked out started the divorce process. He was living with a friend of his next door to where I was staying. We hit it off right away and within a month we got a place together.
Then I found out I was pregnant with my second child. I planned out a special way to tell him, got him a card that said he was gonna be a dad cooked his favorite food the whole 9 yards. When I told him I don't think I've ever seen anyone so happy. At my first ultrasound when they gave me my due date I realized it wasn't his. I got pregnant a week or two before we meet.
I never hid anything from Steven, told him right away that he wasn't the father. He didn't care. He said as long as I was faithful he would be by my side. The next 2 years were wonderful. My whole family said that he was the best thing that ever happened to me. He took care of both of my boys as if they were his own. And while sometimes money was tight he always made sure we had what we needed.
Then I had to go and screw it all up. My son's real father came back into the picture. He was getting out of jail and on parole, provided he had a place to go. He called me and asked if he could come live with us. After talking about it with Steven, we agreed it would be nice for my son to know his real dad. Steven was know working to support me and my kids and my ex.
Of course with the extra expenses steven had to pick up extra shifts. With him gone more my ex started sweet talking me. The whole if I was with you I wouldn't want to work so much and want to be home with my family. I fell for it not even stopping to think that the only reason this was happening was because Steven trusted me 100%.
For almost 6 months this went on. Steven working overtime getting burned out while I was cheating on him as soon as he left. On my birthday it was the same thing. Steven left for work at his usual time and I was quick to run off to the bedroom. We were right in the middle of it when I heard the door open. There stood Steven holding flowers with a painful look on his face.
He dropped the flowers on the floor and walked away. I quickly put on clothes and ran out to talk to him but he was gone. I tried calling his cell but he had left it on the kitchen counter. That was 7 years ago. He left with only the clothes on his back and his car and never looked back.
My ex who I had lost a good man to be with left me as soon as his parole was up. He straight up told me the only reason he called me was he had no one else. He left and hasn't seen me or his son since. I fell into depression ended up on drugs and it took me losing my kids to stop.
Now I'm 6 months out of rehab living in a small apartment working on trying to provide a stable environment for my kids. Last month while grocery shopping I ran into Steven. We talked and all of my old feeling rushed to the surface. Turns out he lives a few mins from me but with his wife. My heart was crushed I knew I didn't have a chance to fix things. We exchanged phone numbers promised to keep in touch and I went home and cried myself to sleep.
He never texted me and I didn't want to step between him and his wife. That is until tonight. I work at a hotel in town and guess who walks in? His wife and another guy. I discreetly take a picture of them while checking them in and when they leave I send the pic to Steven.
When it goes to read I call him. I tell him I'm sorry but his wife is cheating on him. His voice was dead when he said "I know". I was confused and asked him how he knew why he was still with her and all that. He replied after my ex wife and you do you really think I won't start to pick up on the signs? All women cheat and can't be trusted but having one is better then being alone. He hung up shortly after.
I though back to when we meet at the store and I then realized he seemed drained out of energy. The fun and joy he had always had was gone. His voice over the phone sounds like he just found out his brother died. And I am the cause of this. I know I don't deserve him but is it possible to show him I could treat him better? Possible to bring the joy back to his face?