Loving each other for 7 years, I thought I understood M. from the bottom of my hair. We have been together since our college days, even sharing packages of sticky rice or passing each other on a motorbike. Then after graduating from school, despite the busy work and many relationships around, we still fully kept our love and respect for each other. M cares, loves me little by little. We also took each other to meet the families of both sides, and also thought about organizing a lavish wedding.
2 years ago, we had an engagement ceremony, but before we could get married, the epidemic broke out. The wedding was forced to postpone. Now, I feel that the economic situation of both of them is stable, so I recall the wedding with M.
I thought my boyfriend would be excited to join me in making plans for the future. But no, he held his head, sadly announcing a shocking news. The female trainee he guided was pregnant and it was his baby. That day, he was so drunk, she used the same perfume as I used to, so M. mistook her for me.
After the unexpected happened, the two decided to forget about it. In the following days, he and she still talked and worked together normally, keeping a distance like colleagues. He thought it was all right. Who would have thought, she announced her pregnancy yesterday morning. Now M. doesn’t know how to face me? He is forced to take responsibility for the baby because after all, the baby is not guilty and it is his child.
I faltered at what M. said. He hugged me, burst into tears and begged me to forgive him. But I know how to forgive when I have spent all my youth with you. I don’t even know how to face and overcome this pain anymore? If I don’t ask to marry, I wonder how long M. intends to hide from me?