Story 1:
The first time I met my boyfriend’s family, who live in another country, I stayed in his old room in the attic. In the middle of the night, he leans over to me and wakes me up by shaking me. “Huh?” I mumble, and he says, “Shhh… stay still… I think there’s someone else in the house.”
I remain completely still, thinking that someone has broken in and that my life is in danger, listening to the old attic creak, convinced that every gust of wind is actually a step. He puts his arm over my head, covering my ears. I don’t move for hours, paralyzed by fear… until I hear him snoring.
And that’s how I found out, for the first time, that he talks in his sleep.
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Story 2:
I had an affair with a coworker while I was on a break from my boyfriend (now ex), and then I got back together with my ex within two weeks. I got pregnant, and the calculations indicated that the father was my ex. I had a baby with very dark skin, which I assumed was my ex’s, but we quickly realized it couldn’t be his (and no one believed it was).
I went back to the coworker, convinced that he must be the father.
A DNA test, done a few months later, proved that my baby with dark skin is actually my ex’s child, who is blonde and very fair. Now everything is wonderful, and the coworker has become the adoptive father.
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