There’s always a saying in the married world. “Love endures all.” And I’ve always believed that lie.I’ve always fantasized that Andrea would someday understand what I felt about him.That if I endured a little longer, he would be kind to our children. I always hoped that we could end up happy. But I was wrong.It was all an illusion. Being in a cold and loveless marriage alone was pain.But being disrespectful toward me with my sister and treating our kids like they didn’t matter, was hell.Andrea and I had been married for three years without warmth.His intended bride was supposed to be my step-sister, Lily. But it all came crashing down after a night of a drugged encounter that led to pregnancy. He was forced to choose me instead of my step-sister.Stupid me, I fell in love with him anyway.Even when I knew that he was having a thing with her.Even when he chose to humiliate me.I still believed I held a place in his heart. Until he threw a divorce agreement to my face.Tired and fed up with my cold and miserable life, I left with my kids.Guess what?I found my Mr. Right. A man who always stood by me.A man who my children proudly called Dad.Look who’s curling on their knees now?