My Boyfriend’s Secret: The Discovery a Few Days Before the Wedding
My boyfriend’s secret: a week before my wedding, I found my boyfriend kneeling in front of my mother. What I discovered changed everything.
A Love That Seemed Perfect
Matteo was the man of my life. He had supported me through the most difficult times, made me laugh with his infectious smile and taken care of me in the sweetest ways. We were just a few days away from our wedding, and everything seemed to be going well.
That morning, between the preparations, the decorations and choosing the cake, I felt like the luckiest woman in the world. But my happiness was about to be shattered.
The Unexpected Discovery
That afternoon, I came home earlier than expected due to a sudden wave of dizziness. I expected to find Matteo in his study, at his computer, as usual. Instead, the house was unusually quiet.
Then I heard a sob.
I approached cautiously and saw a scene that made my blood run cold: Matteo was kneeling in front of my mother, his face streaked with tears.
“Please, Giuditta,” I heard him plead. ‘Don’t tell her anything…’
My mother, with an impassive look, replied, ‘I’ll tell her, but only on one condition.
My Boyfriend’s Secret That Would Have Destroyed My Life
Unable to hold back any longer, I entered the room. “What’s going on?” I asked, my voice trembling.
My mother looked me straight in the eye and uttered words that sent me spiralling into a void:
‘Your boyfriend lied to you. He deceived you. “
Then Matteo tried desperately to grab my hands, but I pulled away.
‘Lied about what?’ I asked.
My mother took a deep breath before revealing the truth: Matteo had been engaged before… and he had cheated his ex-fiancée, stealing all her savings before disappearing into thin air.
My stomach clenched. I looked at Matteo, hoping he would deny everything. Instead, he remained silent.
The Signs I Had Ignored
Suddenly, every little detail I had overlooked became clear:
He always avoided talking about money.
He had convinced me to pay for our wedding with my credit card.
He didn’t want to open a joint account after the wedding.
He wasn’t building a future with me. He was planning his escape.
My Fiancé’s Secret: The Final Proof
A few days later, while tidying my room, I found myself staring at my wedding dress. It was supposed to be the symbol of our love.
Then I noticed a disturbing detail: an outstanding payment of 3,200 euros.
Matteo had promised to pay it. But he never did.
It was the final confirmation: he never intended to marry me.
A Toast to the Truth
Two weeks later, I found myself sitting at a table in a bar with Michela, the woman Matteo had deceived before me.
“Did he tell you he wanted three children?” I asked her.
She laughed bitterly. ‘Yes. And that he wanted to name the first one after his father.’
I shook my head. ‘He told me his father died when he was six.’
Michela smiled. ‘No. His father is alive and well.’
That day, I realised something important: I had come close to falling into his trap, but I had managed to save myself in time.
And for that, I raised my glass.
A toast to truth. And to karma.
