Hi! My name is Sara. I found my boyfriend Dave, who is 28 years old, and I knew he was the one for me. He was very loving, caring, and always made sure I had everything I needed. Unfortunately, I made a selfish and terrible mistake that caused me to lose him.

I want to tell you a story about a time when I made a selfish mistake in my relationship with Dave. When we first met, it felt like a long-awaited connection between two lost birds.

We clicked instantly, and after just two months of dating, we were already head over heels for each other.

It was truly the best month of my life. Dave was an amazing man, caring and affectionate, and he was also a great lover. Our relationship blossomed over the next two years, and we became engaged.

We were so excited to get married and start our life together. We set a date for the wedding, and everything seemed perfect. But then, I made a mistake. I started to doubt our relationship and whether I was truly ready for the commitment of marriage.

Instead of talking to Dave about my concerns, I kept them to myself and tried to ignore them. This was a selfish mistake, and it ended up causing a lot of pain for both of us.

One evening, my fiancé told me that his younger brother, who had been overseas for 4 years, would be coming home and wanted to stay with us until he found a place to live in.

Since my fiancé and I were living together, he wanted to make sure I was comfortable with his brother staying with us before agreeing to let him stay.

I didn't have a problem with my fiancé's brother staying with us, and I told him that his family was mine too.

He was happy because having his brother stay with us would help them catch up after years apart. He also wanted me to get to know his brother because we were both important parts of his life.

My fiancé's brother was his last surviving family member since their parents died in an accident six years ago. I understood why it was important for me to get along with him, and I had no problem with him staying with us.

I let my fiancé know that I had no problem with his brother staying with us. When his brother arrived a day later than planned, my fiancé was out of town, so I went to pick him up.

I had seen pictures of him before, but when I saw him at the airport, I was surprised by how handsome and muscular he was. Despite being two years younger than my fiancé , he was more well-built.

My fiancé's brother recognized me from the photos my fiancé had sent him, and he gave me a small wave when we met.

When we met, he hugged me without speaking, and it was a rough experience for me because his body felt as hard as a stone.

which attracted me to his muscular physique and masculinity, despite the fact that he was wearing clothing that obscured his body.

This attraction caused me to lose my ability to think rationally, and I desired him. He possessed a grace and manliness that my fiancé only had a little of.

I felt that he was a superior version of my fiancé, but what I experienced was not love because I didn't have the desire to cuddle with him unless it led to a physical encounter.

At the time, I didn't realize that my feelings were just a fantasy and how it could be harmful to my relationship.

On that day, my fiancé was scheduled to return home, but one of his clients cancelled their meeting, so it was rescheduled for the following day. At that moment, only his brother and I were at home.

I wore revealing clothing and frequently showed off my cleavage to his brother so that i could seduce him. Although he acted like he didn't notice, when we finished eating, he bid me good night. He hadn't spoken to me much since we first met, but he had hugged me multiple times.

After he offered the hug, I embraced him and noticed the impact of my seductive behavior on him. Despite nothing happening that night, I went to bed with the determination to be even more seductive next time. Being a woman who was used to getting what I wanted, I viewed his rejection as a challenge.

When my fiancé returned the next day, his brother became more talkative. He congratulated my fiancé on our upcoming wedding but then made subtle comments about my body.

He asked my fiancé why he chose a girl like me when he typically preferred the opposite, and then he went on to praise my body compared to other girls my fiancé had dated. His words made me blush, and turn on, I had to excuse myself before my fiancé noticed.

One day, I began a secret relationship with my fiancé's brother. At first, it was enjoyable for both of us, but as time went on, he accused me of trying to seduce him.

Despite this, we continued to meet in secret whenever my fiancé was not around. We acted like strangers in front of my fiancé, and I lied by telling him that everything was fine between us. Eventually, one day he suddenly decided to leave the house with Dave.

Dave came back alone, crying like a child, and it scared me because I thought he was hurt. I had never seen a grown man cry like that before. As I was about to call for an ambulance, he asked me why I had cheated on him with his brother. He continued crying and asking why I had done this to him.

I denied the accusation and took off my engagement ring, offering it to him, but he refused to take it. He apologized and asked me to forget about the affair. Despite everything that had happened, he still wanted to marry me, which made me over the moon with excitement for our wedding day.

On my wedding day, I felt beautiful in my white dress and was filled with excitement as I watched our guests eagerly anticipate the story being presented on the projector.

As the projector began to play our story, more and more clips featuring Dave's brother started to play. However, my joy quickly turned into horror when a clip of Ryan and me naked on the couch colliding in our living room appeared on the screen.

It turned out that Ryan had hidden a camera in a corner and recorded all of our embarrassing moments. Everyone I knew, including my friends, family, their friends, my colleagues at work, and even our neighbors watched in shock as I shouted Dave to stop the projector and started to cry.

In that moment, I felt a deep sense of humiliation and embarrassment. As I looked at Dave, the love of my life, I realized that I might be on the brink of losing him.

Driven by desperation, I moved closer to him, pleading with him not to leave me and promising that I could explain everything.

However, despite my efforts, he pushed me away with a cold and heartless expression on his face. It was a devastating blow, and I felt utterly powerless. Despite my attempts to reach out, it seemed as though there was nothing, I could do to salvage the situation.

The aftermath of the incident with Ryan, Dave's brother, had a devastating impact on my relationship. In an instant, everything fell apart. Dave blocked me on all social media platforms and got a restraining order against me, preventing you from getting near him.

Despite my attempts to reach out to him with different phone numbers, messaging, and emailing, Dave had changed his mobile number, leaving me with no way to contact him. The realization that i had destroyed my love and relationship with Dave hit me hard.

i considered reaching out to Ryan to help change Dave's mind, but i knew it was a bad idea. Eventually, i realized that the best thing to do was to start fresh and forget about the past. It's never easy to move on from a relationship that meant so much, but it's important to respect boundaries and focus on personal growth and healing.

But every once in a while, I would see his brother's face in a crowd or hear his voice in a conversation, and the memories would flood back. making me unable sleep or eat.

Looking back, I realize how foolish I was to risk everything for a fleeting affair. But at the same time, I can't help but wonder what would have happened if I had made a different choice. It's a question that will always haunt me, but one that I will never have the answer to.