After weeks of wondering where he was going at all hours of the day and night, I finally figured it out. I followed him only to find he was one of the Heathrow escorts right here in our own town. How could he do this to me? Why didn’t he tell me he felt the need to go out with other women for money? These questions will baffle me for years to come.

I wish he would have told me that he felt the need to make a living by being an escort and then we could have worked something out. Now, we will never know what our lives may have held because I cannot be with someone who has lied to me all this time. All I ever asked for was honesty and a loving and caring relationship, but I am left with nothing but my own tears to comfort me.