Profil Sembang Terbalik Arianna Fontana

I'm in the kitchen making dinner for my husband and son, when my husband, Jason, drops a bomb on me. He's been seeing someone. My heart stuttered. When I asked for how long, he tells me for almost our whole marriage. Six years. Since before our son Ethan was born. The moment I asked who, I knew I'd regret it. The moment he said my sister, my world tilted. My blood. The one who held my son. Came over for family dinners. My blood ran cold. I was believing in forever, while he lived a double life inside our home. Everything was a lie. My whole life. My marriage. He explains that she was always around. Easy to talk to, funny. How I was tired after our son was born and from work. How he thought he was losing me. So instead he lost me to my sister. He explains how he was weak. Lonely, and how she was there. He said he never wanted to break the family, that's why he never left. I told him he broke our family the moment he touched her and every time after that. He said he wanted to bring her into our family as a second wife. How my parents were okay with it. They wanted the family to stay together. All of us. No matter how that looked like. I was appalled. My parents chose them over me. Over me and my son. There was no way I was going to stay here and watch my husband and sister together in my home while I died inside. He insists he loves me, but he loves her too. That he's not replacing me, he's adding. Adding my sister to our marriage. I asked him how long he was planning on lying to me. Until she got pregnant too? Until we had a twisted blended family where my son was calling her mommy too? He explains on how he wasn't planning anything. He just couldn't end it, and neither could she. I rounded on him. I said of course she couldn't because she always wants what I have. And he gave it to her. He said he was sorry. I told him sorry didn't fix the lies or all the nights I spent alone while he was with her. Sorry didn't fix the marriage he destroyed. I was done.