It all started this last April, I was six months pregnant when I found out my boyfriend cheated on me with this lame excuse of a woman. I never believed he could do this to me, until I stumbled upon their emails while looking for our landlords message. At first I didn’t know what it was, so I looked up at him and he panicked took his phone away and deleted it. He lied to me and said he was looking at old messages from ex girlfriends. I believed him until the next day, when my gut told me to grab his phone and go back to his emails I did and there it was in the trash box a message from a angry SIDELINE WHORE reading”I don’t know why you won’t talk to me, I just wanted to see how you’re doing. Don’t message me when your d**k gets hard, and your girlfriend can’t please you.” I scrolled down to see more messages saying where to meet how much he wanted to be with her how bad she wanted to see him. || It turns out in one of the many times that I trusted him to be by himself he drove for 2 hours to his hometown (ft. Stockton, Texas) to be with this homewrecker. While I was at my mom’s house just in case anything happened to me. Once I read the messages, I broke down and threw the phone at him. He tried denying it all and said they were old messages when there was dates, and his one month old number. When he finally realized I knew the whole truth he started crying calling her a one night stand, a mistake, he said he just had sex with her and left didn’t even kiss her. So I left and emailed her and asked her what REALLY happened. Of course she didn’t have the guts to write back, she wrote to him instead and told him how I tried emailing her. || We’re still together now, trying to work things out. But I can’t tell you how much it still hurts. How much I’ve changed towards him, how all I remember is pain. It’s so hard to forgive him because I just don’t see him the same. As for her, I hope one day she feels the pain I feel and remembers the day she broke a happy home.