Back then, I was convinced I was destined for more. I told myself I “deserved better” than a partner who earned so little. The truth was uglier: I was chasing status.
I left Antonio. And not just for anyone — I left her for the CEO’s daughter, someone whose last name opened doors faster than any business degree.
Antonio cried that day. She clutched my arm, begged me to stay, her voice breaking with every word. But I didn’t waver. I had already decided she wasn’t “enough” for the life I imagined.
A Marriage That Wasn’t a Dream
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