KIMBERLY - CHAPTER FIVE

My love for Henry grew. We had fun and spent lots of time together.

Time went by and to cut the long story short, Henry moved out of his aunt's.  He moved into his own. I finished school and we we're both doing well.

I never heard from Maxwell. 

Before you could say Jack Robinson, we got married. 

A happy marriage it was and we had two charming boys. 

Life was going on fine until I ruined it with my both hands. 

It all started the day I went to the mall to get somethings for the house. There, someone hugged me from behind. I turned, and to my surprise it was Maxwell. Still as handsome as ever! 

"Maxwell! How have you been? It's been ages! How long now?"

"12 years." He responded boldly.

We got talking and those old feelings came back. It enveloped us both. I didn't tell Henry my husband that I met Maxwell. 

Maxwell and I got texting. We were resurrecting our lost bond. Trust me, it wasn't the right to do, I was stupid and I admit it. Though it seems so late, I wish I can turn things over. 

I was 30 and Maxwell was 33. He still looked young. He had been out of the country. He has been in Germany. 

He invited me over to his place. We got talking, you know and... We had sex. It reminded of my first sex. Which was with him. This one even felt more better. 

I didn't know why I couldn't hold myself, I just felt maybe if I had given us a chance then, we would have turned out great! 

There I was again, acting like a naive teenager. I didn't just have sex once with Maxwell, it happened several other times. 

Guilt was killing me each time I came home. My husband Henry has been faithful, this definitely isn't the right way to pay back. 

Each time I looked at my sons faces, I felt so bad.

Then it came when I asked Max to elope with me. "That's not necessary" He responded.

Even though he didn't like the idea, I went ahead and told Henry I wanted a divorce. 

Henry was surprised. In a short while I was willing to give up everything I have to be with Max. 

Even my sons. 

I told my husband I didn't want custody of the kids. He can have them. I just wanted a life with Max. Henry tried to make me reason but I wouldn't listen.

I signed papers. Left my family and moved in with Max. When the time came to move to Germany.  Max said; "Come go back to your family."

"No baby, I am going with you." I smiled.

"Don't be silly, he said. I have a wife and beautiful daughter I wouldn't give up for anything."

 I was shocked. "Wh...What do you mean wife and daughter?" I managed to say.

"Yes, I am going back to my family. I am a happily married man."

"You didn't tell me you're married." Tears rolled down my eyes.

"You never asked." He gave me that stare. 

I was broken. 

What have I done? 

Again I let my feelings ride me.

Max left me, he travelled back to Germany. 

A round up of three months since I left my family and six months affair with Max.

Maybe there is something I could do. I'll go back and beg. 

I returned home and my seven-year old answerd the door.

"Mum?" His soft voice sounded in dismay.

My husband Henry rushed to the door carrying our four year old.

I was so happy to see them but they weren't.

"What do you want?" Henry asked. 

A second chance! I responded.

"Too late." My seven year old said.

I looked at my four year old and he looked away. Hugging his dad tight. 

Henry took them in and shut the door at me. 

That was how I lost everything, Everything! Now, I am sitting in my apartment looking aimlessly out of the window

My Life ENDED. 

THE END.