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How could I destroy something that was so strong and durable? It all started with the fact that my husband began to behave strangely. He stopped sleeping with me in bed, preferring the sofa in the living room. When I asked him what was going on, he answered briefly and distantly. "I want to be alone," he said, "I can't sleep with anyone." I endured this for four days, but then I went to my friend Marinka to tell her what was happening. But her words caused a shock in my soul. "You're a fool, Natashka," she said, "he's cheating on you, take it and fuck with someone, and file for divorce. Since he betrayed you, it means he destroyed our family." I succumbed to the wise advice of a friend, without thinking about the consequences. I found myself a lover, thinking that in this way I would take revenge on my husband. But it turned out that it was a mistake. My husband found out about my infidelity six months after the divorce. He didn't even know that I was cheating on him, and he implicitly suffered, trying to deal with his own emotions. Upon learning of this, I stopped communicating with Marinka. It became terribly painful for me to realize that it was I who destroyed the family because of my stupidity and selfishness. And six months later, we accidentally met near the store. I bought stationery for my nephew, and he chose his sneakers in the next department. When he saw me, he offered to give me a ride home. We talked in the car and I saw in his eyes the love he still had for me. He asked me why I cheated on him, and I told about what I thought, being under the influence of Marinka. And in response, he spoke about his illness, about lichen, which turned out to be the cause of his strange behavior. I realized that all this time he loved me and was unaware of my betrayal, which I committed, believing the words of a friend. Now I'm 30 years old and I still can't forgive myself for what I did. I love my current husband and he cares about me, but my heart still has feelings for the former. We have a son born from an unloved man. I understand that I myself destroyed our family, and I remember myself, a 25-year-old girl, who made this mistake. I regret the past