He Wanted an “Open Marriage”… But It Was All a Test
My husband gave me an ultimatum: open marriage—or divorce. I agreed, hoping love would survive.
I started seeing his best friend, Ben. At first, my husband watched in silence, coming home late, smelling of someone else’s perfume.
Then one morning, Ben confessed:
“He asked me to go along with it. It was a test. He wanted to see how far you’d go.”
The betrayal hit like a blow. My husband didn’t want freedom—he wanted control.
That night, I packed my bag and left. I stayed with Ben, not for revenge, but to finally understand what love wasn’t.
A year later, I have my own apartment, my art, and peace. Mark remarried—and lost again.
The lesson? True love isn’t a game. Never let someone’s ego make you prove your worth. Walk away. Choose yourself.
