There Is A Second Chance For Everything

Hello! My name is Siana and I am from V. It all started in 2001 when I met my husband D. I was young and stupid, only 17 years old I was already pregnant by D. and our parents quickly married us. We lived in a small apartment as a gift from him and my parents. I gave birth to a beautiful baby girl. I had a very passionate love affair with Dancho, and yet he was my first. After a while I felt that something was lame, he came home more and more often at night, smelled of women's perfume and had suckers on his neck. But he always came home to me. At one point he was gone for days and I understood that he went to casinos and bet a lot of money. I had a nightmare with him, but I loved him. Every night he lay down next to me and swore to me that one day everything would be fine and we would be very happy. One day he came and we quarreled, he was drunk. Slaps followed, both on his part and mine, and he beat me. I was all blue and covered in blood. He cried again and lay down next to me on the floor. This whole thing happened in front of our child. It's dumb, just like me. The three of us cried. I couldn't stand it! The next day two of my colleagues and I came home, I packed my bags, and D. fell to my knees and begged me to stay, I didn't want to. I told him that I loved him very much, but I did not want to ruin my life and the life of my child. He started hugging me and begging me, but I refused and left with the child. I didn't hear anything about him for a long time, I fell in love with a man, but I didn't love him as much as I loved Dancho. Quite by accident, I found out that he was obsessed with whores and bars, but he met a girl from whom he had a child, but his son died at the age of one. It was very hard for him because I continued to love him very much. He told people that he atoned for his sins through this child to me and our daughter. He really wanted to see us both. I refused to see him, I didn't want to remember the horror I experienced with him. Quite by accident we ran into a playground and he asked to see the child. I didn't want to take away his right and I let him, but be very careful. At first the child was reserved towards him and was afraid that the paint scene might have stuck in her mind. Little by little she began to relax and accept Dancho as her father. The three of us went out together, like a real family, we took her to school, we went to parent-teacher meetings, no one thought we were separated, but I still didn't want to believe him that he had changed, although he was obviously different ... calmer, more beautiful even. One night he invited us as guests. He had bought a bottle of expensive wine and had made a great dinner. We talked, and the little one went to watch children's movies in the living room. It was getting late and I asked him to go call the child so we could go home. After a while he came back and said that she slept so sweetly that he felt sorry for picking her up and went to wrap her up. He came back and said that at least we should finish our conversation and drink the wine. Maybe under the influence of alcohol he started kissing me and the strangest thing was that I responded to his kisses and after a few minutes we responded under the covers, it was the most passionate night of my life I turned off my phones so that no one was looking for me and I devoted myself only to him. He didn't stop kissing me all night and talking about how much he loves me and he changed because of me. I told him that I also love him very much and I want to be together again if he really changes and is a good husband and father. We lived together again and for now to knock on wood I do not complain and we both work and look after our child. I told you this story to prove to you that there is a second chance for everything, as long as there really is a change in the person!