Throw away account for obvious reasons. This happened last year and I had gone to this city to attend a wedding of a friend. I am married and a mother of two. I was alone as my husband couldn’t join me. I walked into my ex, who was also staying in the same hotel as he was in the city for some work purposes. Running into him was awkward and a shock and we exchanged formal pleasantries and parted. I was at the wedding but my mind was somewhere else.
He is my first boyfriend. In college. Basically my first in a lot of things…if you know what I mean. We were so much in love and really saw a future together. However, I come from a place where arranged marriages are very much prevalent and my parents had some other idea for me. Long story short, we parted ways. It eas heartbreaking. For both of us. And we never saw each other after graduation until now. I then got married to the man my parents found for me. Now don’t get me wrong here, I do love my husband with all my heart, but you imagine the feeling of the first flame.