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Click here"Alright, David." She replied, calmer now. "I love you, you know that, right? I want to be your forever. So get a good night's rest and come home to me in the morning, so we can start our future."
That night, I slept like the dead. There wasn't any waking up in terror, after dreaming about the ferry. All I had in the morning was a blurry remembrance of Donna, her beautiful face parting the surface of the Sound. She was looking straight up at me, giving words of wisdom.
I couldn't then, nor can I now recall them exactly. But I do know she was releasing me from our forever. That was the overall message without any specifics. Maybe it was a vision; then again, it could have been my brain finally deciding to move on.
I hoped, no I am sure Carol will be a faithful, 'forever' kind of woman. Donna faded into memory, and my dark cloud finally gave way to the bright sunshine.
- COMMENTS
BSreader1 day agoStill have memories of her forever and forever his first love and the mother of his daughter, a shame she couldn't stay faithful no matter what. I gave this originally 5 stars. Thanks for writing.
Anonymous3 days agoAs despicable as Bedford was, it was the wife that made the decision to betray her husband and family for selfish reasons. No different from all the other cheating slut wives. Not a shred of integrity to be found. A truly loving and faithful wife will always choose to not cheat regardless of the circumstances. Sadly they are a rare breed it seems. Very rare.
Calico755 days agoMaybe one of my favorite stories on this site--at least today. Tragic, hopeful, well written. Both men lived in hell for ten years and both were released in the end. Excellent.
Anonymous20 days agoI know there was a loving wife in this, but when you start talking about people getting chopped up my interest doesn't just wane - it goes sprinting down the road. Just don't want to read this type of story.
