His life was very much a part of mine for almost twenty years. We were more than just partners; we were souls united in a promise that could never be broken. Society’s rules didn’t apply to our relationship, and we never felt the need to make it official by getting married or having kids.
But our world fell apart when I found out he was cheating on me. I had to leave because the pain was too much to bear. He quickly moved on and married the woman he had been cheating on. I didn’t find out about their wedding until six months after we broke up.
Even though we were scared at first, we accepted our new situation, and our love grew.
But my ex-boyfriend couldn’t get over the past. Occasionally, he would text me on holidays and birthdays, but I set limits to protect my newfound peace of mind.
Then bad things happened. My ex-boyfriend died in a terrible accident, which has left me in shock. It was also reported that his current wife was expecting, which made our already complicated past even more complicated.
The biggest surprise came when a lawyer called me and told me that my ex-spouse had named me as the main person who would get his estate. This sudden turn of events brought up a lot of feelings, questions, and memories that I thought had been buried for a long time.
Jack, my ex, wrote me a letter explaining his choice. He said sorry for hurting her in the past and promised to love her forever. His words showed that his marriage was based on control instead of love, and that his child was the only thing that kept him from living the life he didn’t want.
He admitted that Jack’s wife only saw him as a way to make money. His last wish was for me to accept his gift and make sure the future of my family. His words brought peace, but they also caused a lot of stress because his family kept pleading and demanding things from me.
I stopped their calls because Jack’s words made me feel better. While I was at his grave, I told him I loved him and appreciated the future he gave me.
Still, questions remain. Given the anger it caused, was taking his inheritance the right thing to do? Should I have looked for another way to bring people together?
I want to understand and be reassured, and I’m not sure if I made the right choice. Love and betrayal have left a mark on my life that makes me wonder: what would you have done if you were me?
