I was first introduced to Pegan through my husband Marcus back in December of 2010. She was a student he tutored and we Instantly clicked. We hung out together, I bought gifts for her, paid for her meals,took her on trips, etc. Flash forward to May of 2011 and on the way back from helping my hubby clean out his classroom and she texted him, I grab his phone to reply to her and find all the messages from each other. I confront him and her, both telling me that it was just sexting and nothing more. I believe him and the friendship with her ceases. || I move on with my life and try to heal from this experience. A year goes by and I end up pregnant. For the first time In a long time, I felt safe. I have my baby in early 2013. My husband renews his vows to me in Dec of that year and I have let go of all the hate I had for them both. Then in March of 2014 as I was sending out birthday party texts for my sons 1st birthday…I ask my hubby for my friends number…what he copy and pasted me was Pegan’s number. I lose it and confront him and he tells me again that it was innocent texting. I look at his phone bill and he had been talking and texting with this bi*ch for months. Again, I forgive him. Then in September of 2014, guess who shows up at my front door?? She said she has moved back to Springfield from her hometown of Donephin, mo. She’s a hairdresser like me now so I have to share the same network of people. She tells me that she had a few things to get off her chest before she marries her fiancÚ. And as I stand there on my porch with my baby on my hip, she tells me that not only has she been intimate with my husband for years, that they had sex in my home, in my bed, in my couch, in my kitchen, on my stair well, everytime he drove her back to her dorm, in his car and even in my car. I’m shocked but at the same time I believe that I already knew deep down inside. || My husband and I have tried to reconcile but at this point, I’m hurt beyond all measure. I really feel for my son because he’s caught up in the middle of this. I’m living a hell. He was the first man after my first husband died. I really thought he would be careful with my heart due to knowing my past. I was widowed unexpectedly at 30 after my 1st husband committed suicide. I just needed a kind man to heal my heart, instead I got hurt again.