I started dating his friend because I wanted to hurt him as much as he was hurting me. It also felt like a way to stay connected to him at that point. I did not love the person I was dating. I did not have the nerve to break-up with the person I was dating. I married the person I was dating. As it was 10 years ago, I continue lying awake at night, thinking about the guy you let me go. Still wondering whether I meant anything to him at all. I have tried to distance myself, by migrating out of the country. Due to some strange twist in fate, his wife likes my company and keeps in touch with me, informing me about most of their daily activities. It’s painful, to have to put on a game-face for so long.
