I broke him in the House.

I did not hold my heart and give him during last farewell. I decided to break him, not out of love but because I don't have to make sure you get the cam stack. For the first time in my life I had known up to money, status, material when in love.

Previously, I plunge head in love to you as an ephemera. I even forgot all myself, forget all the friends around me just to party. The time I devote to you no longer blank. Don't understand why he wants to do. Perhaps by handsome, charming so I like. But he had only superficial sheath, also he is in fact a very poor youth, yet have a career, not status. Despite this, I still love him stupid.

By I think, can't hug that live just because love is life ...

In love I never calculated. I give you all my daughter's life and believe that one day we'll do husband and wife. He also loved me, coddle and embrace me as a Lady of the Castle. I know, you don't have much money to buy me gifts every expensive but just go with you, listening to friends say: "people love you handsome like South Korea" is extremely proud of me. The time I feel proud of you. Yet when in the beginning I thought meters to one of the other sons, though only a second.

He is the romantic, know our love making is always refreshing. So that I won't feel bored. I just know I love you more than that. The appointment also pointed to the Center, go eat, share and have fun together. Sleeping together has become commonplace, no longer a big deal anymore. We've been together for so long.

But, life is increasingly changing, also higher than the living needs so we struggled more to bươn comb. Many wealthy people surrounding me, I care for a daughter which was super strong. I had a problem with him when the other expensive gifts. But really that's hard to refuse.

I fear when thinking of the scene both husband and wife and two small children squinting boy in a cramped House in the capital. And then my parents up, your friends look on. Have I crossed the pass of suffering. Worse when I have to think that, if anyone like me, people like you have the right to be fancy?

And that really, if anything the dream I was able to do my wife. He will make a good husband though poverty but I betrayed you, betrays all the words she's vowing to take a rich man, can you give me a luxury apartment and I don't have to worry about children squinting boy anymore. Then I told him the decision. I will take the other and with Britain if the latter can.

He does not say never that. You know that I've changed. He does not hold not begging but maybe he hurt. A man does not worry his wife famous then ask, what mercy than sour. Perhaps that he let me go.

Coming to the wedding day we parted from each other for the last time. I met you at the hostel, where we often have fun together. Never the warm salty again fellatio than that. Throughout the night we followed each other. It seems that during his time in love, maybe this is the first time I met him. I don't want to leave, I don't want to fucking this na nõn white body of I belong to another man. He suffering, weeping with me.

I'm a bastard for betraying him. Love in me to you does not change but actually I did for the money, was because of the immediate improvements that you forget. By I think, can't hug that live just because love is all my life. He also was. Without money we will not be able to live happily. Then the contest will occur regularly, before what they love as well. I'd rather have that, let it go emotionally, let love remain like this and if possible after this we'll be together probably better.

I broke him by night and the side's concentration in the motel and I permanently do the wife of a man though that I still remember about you.=

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