A life without freedom. My husband was kind, and the days were happy, but I felt something was missing. One day, a phone call came in... The caller was my classmate from ● school, the one who was my first love. Every time he spoke to me, my heart raced, and memories of that time welled up inside me. Unable to suppress my feelings for him, I decided to meet him, even though I knew it was wrong to do so to my husband...
