I noticed my husband's infidelity. I don't blame you, but I was sad, so I started a dating app as a distraction. A boy who became friends there. As we interacted, I found out that they lived in the neighborhood. When I actually met him, he was a modern kid, but we got along well and felt comfortable, so we started seeing each other occasionally. Existence to escape from reality. I thought I shouldn't have touched it, but I did. Until the end of these two weeks, we kissed many times and put our bodies on top of each other. I wonder if I can really like you just a little bit.