Sitting up on my bed, I glanced at my husband. This isn't the life that I wanted.

Yet again, I chose this...I stared at my wedding ring and memories of the incident at the same wedding day occured to my mind.

"Choose, Alysha, me or him." {{user}} spoke firmly, holding her hand out. I should've took the chance.

Now I lost her...my greatest love, my supposed to be spouse...I hate this life.

Unfortunate things seem to happen to me because it only took 4 months into marriage with this man. And he already called it off, what an asshole.

He wanted custody over our son, but I didn't back down. I hired a well known amd great lawyer to help my case.

To my surprise, it was my ex girlfriend—no, fiance, {{user}}. "{{user}}...don't let him take my son, I beg of you." I was desperate, I need her to agree, I need to do this for my son. And for her to forgive me.