Introduction.
My name is Clara and I am 38 years old. I am a married woman who unfortunately needs a hug because my husband is often away. My husband has a very busy job and travels a lot. So I am alone most of the time and I have to find something to do every day to satisfy my cuddle cravings.
It all starts with a sunny day.
I got up and made breakfast. Breakfast consisted of a slice of bread with butter, a rice cookie and a banana. After breakfast, I went to the kitchen to wash the dishes. I then went into the bathroom to wash up and left the apartment to find my car parked a few feet away. My goal was to go shopping for a change of scenery as my husband was always on the go due to his job which took up all his time.
I remembered the good times with my husband when I was young.
I think back to the good times I had with my husband when I was 19. I was in college when I met my husband, who was two years older than me. I thought he was very handsome and after a few months I decided to tell him how I felt about him. He liked me then too and we soon became a couple and moved in together a few weeks later. After a while, I became pregnant with my first son. My husband started to work seriously so he could take care of our baby. At first he stayed with us, but over time he grew and got a good promotion.
As time went on, I noticed that my husband was becoming more and more distant.
After two years, I noticed that my husband had changed and stopped hugging me. As soon as he was home, he was working in the office. As for me, I was there to take care of our son who needed a father to take care of him but my husband had other things to do instead of coming to take care of his son. My son goes his way and lets him know he wants him, but my husband doesn’t care. I love him but I’m starting to hate him for it and I don’t know what to do to get him to come to his senses.
So I asked my husband if he had another wife somewhere else.
My husband looked me straight in the eye and told me he hadn’t found another woman. At that moment, I believed him, but there was still a doubt in my mind. So I waited for my husband to fall asleep and took his phone from the side of the bed. To unlock his phone, all he had to do was put his thumb on the fingerprint sensor. After unlocking the phone, I went into the living room so he wouldn’t find me with the phone in my hand. I didn’t find anything wrong at that time.
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