I had believed him, that was until Chris came to our home one day and showed me a woman on his phone who looked almost like i did.
“ that is ana, your husband have never loved you and he never will, you are only a substitute or his real lover” he had said, shattering the illusion i had built over the few months.
But Damian came home with flowers that day, i was once again smitten, throwing everything Chris said out of the window.
Everything changed after five months when he got a call, that dreadful call from ana his childhood friend to inform him that she was back.
My husband left me that night to pick her, ana had been friendly but things never remained the same, the flower stopped, my husband who was obsessed with me slowly started becoming distant.
He no longer bought me flowers saying that it was a waste, but i found out few months ago from ana that he bought her flowers everyday for eighteen months.
Damian started coming home late, when i ask him he would say that work was hectic, one day i found a lipstick stain on his shirt, ana’s favorite shade of lipstick.
He had brushed it off, even accusing me off being jealous and over dramatic.