 Lesson 1. In one's cookie jar, it's best not to store another man's cookies, or everything might crumble. Sun Tzu, Art of Loyalty. Can a bun in the oven, from an entanglement, become a gift to my husband? Let's find out, after giving the like button a piñata, filled with itching powder. Warning, OP is so honest and to the point, you will be triggered. Diana made the mistake of my life and wanted to share my story, so others do not repeat it. At the time of the incident, I was 25 and my husband, Paul, was 28. We'd been together for nearly three years and had been married for one. My husband is a hardworking man, a great provider and a wonderful, loving husband. He's the man that I always dreamed of. About a year into our marriage, my husband was working a construction project that required him to be out of town for three weeks, including two weekends. During that time, we FaceTimed daily and sent multiple texts to each other as we both missed each other terribly. On the first weekend my husband was away, two of my single girlfriends asked me to join them at a local club. I told them I didn't want to go, but they kept coaxing me, saying they wanted me to be the designated driver as they planned to get smashed. I eventually relented, but did not tell my husband or my mother an older married sister as they would have been dead set against me going. We arrived at the club at about 10.30pm and things were already into high gear with people dancing and drinking. My friends immediately joined in the fun and I stayed on the sidelines at a round, high-top table just watching them and others dancing. During one of the breaks in dancing, my friends brought their dance partners back to the table to rest and talk. While there, another man, let's call him Joe, joined us for conversation. Joe was a friend of one of the guys at the table. When my friends and their dance partners got up to go back on the floor, Joe stayed at the table with me and we began to talk. My girlfriends got what I would call sloppy drunk that night and made real spectacles of themselves at the club. Joe had to help me get them to my car and offered to ride with me to their homes to assist me in dropping them off. He had ridden to the club with his friend, so I told him I'd drop him off at his place after we dropped my friends off. I then drove Joe back to his apartment, but then he invited me up to continue talking as friends. I told him I didn't want to since I was happily married, but he said, Come on, just for another 15 minutes. I said okay, just 15 minutes, but I knew it was wrong and I knew what would happen. When we got upstairs, we got sparkling waters and sat on his couch talking. After just several minutes of talking, Joe kissed me gently on the lips and things progressed quickly from there to where we were making love five minutes later. After we finished, I quickly realized what I had done and told Joe, I can never see or talk to you again as I am happily married and I feel terrible. He said he understood and he said he was regretful as well that he had an entanglement with another man's wife. We didn't exchange numbers, contact information, or last names. We live in Los Angeles about 20 miles apart, so the likelihood we'd ever see each other again was slim. I thought I could get away with this one time slip up, but I was wrong. Several days later, I was due for my period, but it never came. Then a week went by, then two weeks, and still no period. My husband came home and we quickly resumed where we left off. Madly in love with each other, but I was harboring this dark secret. I knew if I was pregnant, the baby was Joe's as he did not wear protection, and my husband has always worn protection since we're been together. The next day, I went to the drugstore and picked up a home pregnancy test. My worst fears came true. I was pregnant with Joe's baby. I was distraught and sickened and had to tell someone about my situation. So I scheduled a meeting with my mom and sister to tell them what happened and to get their advice. When I explained to my mom and sister what happened, they were thoroughly disgusted and angry with me. They both love my husband and can't believe I would do such a thing. Our entire family are devout Catholics and we are all very dedicated to our faith. Infidelity is something completely taboo and a truly shameful act. I knew from this point forward, I would be an outcast. Even though we are Catholic, I told them I wanted to get an abortion, as I could not risk losing my husband. My plan was to do it the next time my husband went out of town, not tell him anything and just go on with our relationship. Like nothing happened. My mother and sister said they cannot and would not allow me to do this. They said I must be truthful with my husband and if I don't tell him within the next 24 hours, they will meet with him and tell him the truth. They also said I cannot have an abortion as it was morally wrong and would be something I'd regret for the rest of my life. I knew they were right and asked that they join me when I told my husband as I needed their support. I was glad they agreed. We all met at our apartment the next day and were waiting for my husband when he came through the door after work. When he entered he said, Hey, it's my three favorite ladies. Great to see you all. He then gave me a kiss and hugged my mom and sister. This made tears well up in my eyes. I felt so awful. He saw my tears and the somber look on our faces and said, What's wrong? What happened? Is everything okay? I told him I had something to tell him and that he needed to sit down. He said okay and with that sat facing me on the couch and held both my hands. Then I told him he didn't react with anger and instead released my hands and stood up. He then walked over to the stools at our kitchen counter. My mom and sisters were crying as I pleaded with him saying all the normal stuff that people do when they cheated I guess. I told him I'm sorry. Please forgive me. I love you. I'll do anything for you. I wanted him to yell call me nasty names and ask for details of the affair. But instead he said absolutely nothing, which made me feel even worse. Throughout my ramblings he said nothing just looking down at the floor with tears streaming down his cheeks. My mom and sister got up and hugged him and they all were sobbing. I felt horrible and totally disgusted with myself. After he took a minute to compose himself, he went into the bathroom and splashed water on his face, towel off and came back into the living room. As he returned to the seating area, I stood to embrace him and he held up both of his palms and just said, No. He then calmly said he needed to get away and think about things for a few days. I continued to try to get him to open up but instead he said nothing. He just packed a suitcase and left. I asked where he was going and he said he would be in touch. Throughout the next week, I bombarded his phone with voicemail messages and texts stating how sorry I was and that I wanted him to be the father to my child. He never responded. Instead, one week later, I got a call from his attorney stating that my husband was filing for divorce. I was totally devastated and went to my mother and sister for support. My mom and sister comforted me and said they would both help me through this situation and my pregnancy but made it clear they were not at all happy with me and were totally supportive of my husband. They went on to say they would testify on his behalf at the trial if I contested the divorce. For the next two weeks, I continued to call and text my husband, professing my love and begging him to see me face to face just one more time. He never responded and instead sent a message to me through his attorney saying that he wished me and my baby well but that he needed to move on with his life without me. I was completely crushed and fell into a deep depression. About two months later, we were all in court for the hearing. Seeing my husband for the first time since he left, I immediately began to cry uncontrollably and tried running to greet him but my mom and sister held me back and consoled me. Since I didn't contest the divorce and we had few assets, the hearing was quick. As we left, I again wanted to run to speak to my husband but his attorney took him out of side entrance and into meeting room to keep him away from me. Flash forward two years and I've been living with my mom and dad and have a beautiful baby girl. My mom, sister and dad have been great and I couldn't have gotten through this ordeal without them. I recently started a part-time job at the local library as a clerk and plan go full-time there once my child is old enough for school. My ex-husband moved on with his life and has a new girlfriend and is very happy. She's beautiful, young and from a great family. I'm happy for him but I'm also sad. I am thoroughly miserable inside. My daughter brings me great joy and I love my family. However, I have a huge hole in my heart from the loss of my wonderful husband. After the divorce, I connected with Joe and advised him about my pregnancy. We had a NIPT completed which is a prenatal testing which showed him to be the father. He agreed to child support and has not missed a payment. I have no attraction to him romantically though and actually hate him for disrupting my life even though it was me who is 100% responsible for the cheating. About a week ago, I ran into my ex-husband at Walmart. As I turned the corner of one of the aisles with my daughter in the cart, I came face to face with him. I completely lost my breath. He said, Hello Diana, how are you? I awkwardly said, I'm okay. With that my daughter smiled and reached out to him mumbling a few words and showing him her toy. He said, Hello there beautiful girl, how are you? I was so saddened seeing he and my daughter face to face and tears quickly came to my eyes. I so wanted him to be my child's father but I knew that would never happen. With that he said, Best of luck to you Diana and your beautiful baby girl. You take care now. He then walked directly to the self scan area to check out and I stood and watched him walk away one last time. I had the closure I needed even though it was not what I wanted. I share this story to hopefully prevent people both women and men from repeating my terrible life altering mistake. If I can help just one person then that would be a blessing. Thank all you for listening and best of luck to you in your relationships. Diana. This is a different perspective than usual on this channel but it's from a heart that means well. It's no walk in the park that's for sure. You took a wrong turn and ended up in a place none of us want to be. But let's put this into perspective. We've all been there maybe not there exactly but in places we wish we didn't go to or choices we made. Your night with Joe no sugarcoating it was a bad decision. But hey we all make mistakes don't we? Some of us overcook the pasta some forget to reply to an important email and some well they end up in your shoes. Even though you did a bad thing. I admire your courage for owning up to it Diana. It takes guts to be honest especially when it could shatter the world as you know it. You confessed face the music and that's brave. As for Joe as much as it's easier to blame him remember you both made a choice that night. Even though things have gone sour between you two he's linked to your life now thanks to your beautiful daughter. And speaking of your little one isn't she a bright spot in all of this. Kids have a magical way of lighting up our lives even in the darkest times. Despite the circumstances of her arrival she is a bundle of joy a gift. Looking forward Diana it's time to pick yourself up and move forward. You faced an unexpected twist in your life but this isn't the end of the road. With your daughter your job and your supportive family there's a lot to be thankful for. As you continue on your journey remember this it's not our mistakes that define us but how we recover from them. So keep your chin up Diana there's a whole lot of life ahead and it's full of possibilities wishing you all the best. Thank you for sharing your story royal short but powerful that wraps this story up. If there's one thing we've learned from Diana it's to never underestimate a night out with friends and a dash of good judgment. What would you advise Diana or Paul what do you think of the perspective of the actual father of the girl. He does take care of her by paying alimony I'm curious to what your stance is let us know down below. Also what do you think of the narration I want to take this channel to the next level let me know what you think. If you like the video smash that like button into oblivion let's try and prevent these life altering love triangle shenanigans one subscriber at a time. Special gratitude goes to the YouTube channel find your alpha for covering OP story in its original format. This format is edited differently for the royal AI audience. 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