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I decided to move on, and cherish this man who brought a high hope in my life.
I had my first sexual penetration with him. Later,
I think sex had cemented our relationship. It saved me from my wrecked spirits, and made me open my eyes to the world, and trust more the human nature.
I shouldn't have, for three months later, it ended with him cheating on me, and accusing me of destroying his life.
There was no premise to this terrible announcement, only a feeling of him setting afar gradually from our relationship. I knew instinctively he wanted to be free, and I set him free by ending this relationship. I wrote him a letter with many questions, for understanding what went wrong. I couldn't have believed my eyes when I received an answer full of repressed anger towards me.
I figured out that he felt guilty from cheating, although I forgave him with all my heart, and that we weren't ready to commit enough in a relationship.