My world was shattered in an airport terminal when I discovered my husband with another woman. But a chance encounter with a handsome and charming airline pilot led me on a whirlwind romance to Paris. And yet, my heart wasn’t sure if something like that could last.
Brian and I were at a crossroads in our marriage, though I hadn’t fully realized it. But I was still hopeful for us, so clutching my ticket to Paris, I navigated the crowded local international airport, trying to stifle the nerves churning within me.
I planned to surprise Brian on his business trip to France, so we could reignite our romance in the city of love. However, I saw his silhouette at the airport and quickly realized he had a young woman on his arm, and they were intimately linked.
My heart sank as I realized his deceit. “Brian!” I exclaimed, shocked.
He turned, his face cycling from surprise to detachment. He let go of the strange woman and walked over to me. “Ava, why are you here?” he asked, frowning.
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“I wanted to surprise you, to spend time together in Paris,” I said, my voice trembling as my romantic fantasy shattered.
Brian pulled me farther away from the others with his pursed lips in annoyance. “This isn’t a good time, Ava. It’s a business trip,” he dismissed, snatching and tearing up my ticket. “And before you get any ideas, she’s just a colleague. Go home.”
Tears welled in my eyes. “I thought we were trying to fix things,” I murmured, heartbroken.
“This was a mistake. Leave,” Brian said coldly, walking away, grabbing the woman’s hand, and leaving me crushed. I sank to the floor, sobbing heavily as I leaned on my suitcase. That’s where Jack found me.
“Are you okay?” he asked, his tone imbued with genuine concern. I looked up into the kindest eyes I had ever seen and noticed his pilot uniform, which made him so handsome.
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After telling him what I had gone through, Jack offered me a first-class seat to Paris, no strings attached.
“Why would you help me?” I asked, touched but shocked.
“Everyone deserves a fresh start,” he replied, smiling warmly.
Grinning back slightly, I accepted, hoping Paris might help mend my shattered heart.
***
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In the comfort of my first-class seat, I felt a sense of peace, which distanced me from my recent situation. The luxury was perfect for my shattered heart. Yet, the tranquility was short-lived because my Brian appeared out of seemingly nowhere, his face contorted with indignation.
“What are you doing here?” he sneered.
I mentioned Jack’s invitation, only to be met with Brian’s scorn. I saw my husband get angrier and more red-faced as he kept talking, but Jack appeared out of nowhere and intervened, his authority undisputed.
He firmly told Brian, “She’s here at my invitation,” and directed him back to economy class. I thanked him, relieved that someone had stood up for me.
“You’re welcome. Enjoy the flight, and remember, you deserve to be treated with respect, here and everywhere else,” he said, smiling as usual, and retired back to the cockpit.
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Just as I was settling back against my seat, ready to sleep the entire flight, Brian showed up in my face. His breath smelled of cheap vodka, but his words were even more surprising.
“You think you’ve won, don’t you? Enjoying your little victory lap up here? Well, listen closely. The first thing I’ll do when we land in Paris is cut off all your credit cards. Let’s see how far you get without a penny to your name,” he threatened.
Was this truly my husband?
Before I could succumb to the fear his threats inspired, a hostess interrupted and asked him to return to his seat. A few minutes later, Jack was back at my side, and he proposed something I couldn’t refuse.
“I’ll ensure you’re not alone in Paris. You can stay in my hotel suite, all expenses covered,” he offered with his bright, beautiful eyes.
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“But why would you do this for me?” I asked in disbelief. Of course, I was grateful, but the world wasn’t kind, and this man had treated me better in the last hour than my husband had during our entire relationship.
“It’s the right thing to do,” Jack replied. “Besides, I have a feeling that Paris might just be the beginning of a new chapter for you, one filled with hope and healing. Let me be part of that journey, even just as a friend offering support.”
Finally smiling back, I accepted his generosity and felt a spark of hope.
***
In Paris, the vibrant streets became my healing ground. Jack, acting as my unexpected guardian, guided me through the city, each day mending my heart a little more. As we explored this wonderful place, from the serene Seine to the bustling Montmartre, I shared my innermost thoughts with him, feeling an unexpected bond forming.
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One evening, under the Eiffel Tower’s glow, I realized my feelings for Jack had evolved into something deeper. This change was both exciting and daunting, especially because I had just met him. Perhaps, it was this city. Maybe it wasn’t real, but it felt genuine.
And the magic of this place wasn’t over. An unexpected turn came one crisp morning when I received an email that would once again alter the course of my journey.
On a flight of fancy, before I had decided to chase my husband on his “business trip” to Paris, I had applied for a job advertised on LinkedIn at a prestigious fashion house.
This opportunity promised a stable, independent life in this new city. But there was uncertainty, too. Accepting the position meant anchoring myself to Paris, to a life that was still foreign and new.
It also posed a question that tugged at my heart — what would this mean for my budding relationship with Jack? Conflicted, I discussed the job with him during a rain-soaked walk.
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“I’m so proud of you,” Jack said when I finished explaining, his voice warm and encouraging. “This is an incredible opportunity. You’ve come so far, and you deserve every bit of success and happiness that comes your way.”
“But what about us?” I asked.
Jack reached out and took both my hands in his. “What we have is special, and I won’t pretend that this doesn’t complicate things. But I also know that love isn’t about holding each other back. It’s about supporting each other’s dreams, even when it’s hard.”
Tears glistened in my eyes as the truth of his words sank in. Here was a man who truly wanted what was best for me, who understood the importance of finding my own way.
“You have a chance to start anew, to build a life that’s entirely your own,” Jack continued, squeezing my hand. “No matter what you decide, I’ll be here for you. We’ll figure out the rest together.”
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As we kissed under the twinkling lights and tumbling rain, the sounds of the city around us, I felt a profound sense of gratitude. Paris had offered me a chance at redemption, and in Jack, I had found not just a lover but a true partner.
***
While we prepared to leave, Jack offered me a choice: return with him to New York or stay in Paris for the job. He would try to make it work, either way. Touched by his support, I realized what I truly wanted.
“I’ve found strength and love here, Jack, but you have changed everything for me,” I shared. “I want to give us a chance.”
So, during our last walk along the Seine, we decided to return to New York together, committed to each other.
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***
However, the reality of our situation set in once we landed at JFK. I met him at baggage claim, and as we walked outside, Jack expressed his concerns about the practicalities of our relationship given his career and lifestyle.
“My job is not just a job to me. Flying, exploring new cities — it’s a part of who I am. I’m away a lot, and I worry about what that means for us,” he said carefully.
“I love you and while I’m scared, I believe we can navigate this together,” I assured him.
“It might not work,” Jack continued, the words hanging heavy between us. “Let’s take a few days to think about this. To think about us. I want you to be sure.”
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I nodded, swallowing thickly and feeling like our Parisian love bubble was bursting.
Then, Jack handed me a voucher for a hotel stay in New York. “I don’t want you to feel unsupported,” he said. “Take your time to decide what you want, especially about Brian. I’ll be in touch.”
“I swear I want to make this work, Jack,” I said, desperately.
“I still think we both should take some time. Traveling can muddle your brain, especially about love,” he admitted, and we said goodbye with just a small peck.
I remained alone at the terminal long after Jack left. While I was contemplating my future, Brian’s mocking voice interrupted my solitude. “How’s life after your escapade with the pilot?” he taunted, with his mistress by his side.
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“Go away, Brian,” I said, grabbing my bag and starting to roll away.
“Wait, dear wife. How’s life treating you after your little affair with the pilot? Didn’t take long for that to fall apart, did it? Are you all alone here, waiting for me to rescue you?” my husband asked, mocking me.
“Wife?” the woman at his side finally asked.
“Nina, not now,” Brian said dismissively.
Watching her face, I realized she had no idea Brian was married. Suddenly, her hand moved and a sharp sound echoed through the terminal — the unmistakable crack of a slap. Nina had struck him.
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“You lied to me!” she exclaimed. Brian, stunned, had no defense. Then, she turned to me full of apologies.
I gave her an understanding nod. “It’s not your fault,” I said, crossing my arms as I stared at my husband.
With a firm stance, Nina declared to Brian, “We’re done,” and walked away.
I faced my husband, wanting to laugh, but noting that I didn’t feel an ounce of love for him anymore. “Goodbye, Brian,” I said and walked away from him, just like Nina.
It was liberating.
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***
The vibrancy of New York mirrored my own transformation. I had evolved from my sad, lonely marriage. Reflecting on my journey with Jack, I realized our shared experiences had ignited a deep desire for adventure and growth.
Therefore, I decided to become an air hostess, blending my newfound independence with my love for Jack and the skies. With his support, I navigated the application process and training, and our relationship matured into a fantastic partnership.
At last, I was assigned to my first flight, coincidentally on one of Jack’s routes. Dressed in my air hostess uniform, I met his proud gaze as I walked down the airplane aisle.
His embrace and the kiss we shared were filled with the promise of the brightest future together.
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Marido obriga esposa grávida a trabalhar mais de 40 horas e fazer todo o trabalho doméstico – Família descobre no Dia de Ação de Graças
Em novembro de 2021, uma mulher anônima compartilhou uma história comovente no fórum “AITA” do Reddit. A mulher, de 24 anos, contou a história da irmã, de 32, e do marido, de 38, que era o epítome da incompetência familiar.
Apesar de ter um trabalho de tempo integral de mais de 40 horas semanais, administrando toda a casa e cuidando dos quatro filhos – 10F, 8M, 5M e 3F – enquanto estava grávida, o marido da irmã não colaborou em nada.
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A mulher achou incrível que a irmã acordasse às 4 da manhã, cuidasse do café da manhã e das tarefas domésticas e preparasse os filhos para a escola, enquanto o marido ficava em casa, trabalhava e se divertia com videogame depois de pegar as crianças. Em particular, a mulher mencionou que a sua irmã ganhava mais que o seu marido.
O que aconteceu quando eles ficaram com a irmã?
Enquanto reformavam a casa dela, o Redditor teve que ficar seis semanas na casa da irmã, com o noivo de 26 anos. Como o casal trabalhava em casa, puderam oferecer ajuda, e o apoio extra deixou a irmã da mulher feliz e aliviada.
Ele alegou que o incidente o tornou motivo de chacota em sua família.
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A mulher ajudou a irmã com os filhos, e o noivo até a levou às consultas médicas. Por outro lado, o marido só reconhecia o seu papel paterno quando a família estava presente, apresentando-se como um pai de cinco filhos, temente a Deus e trabalhador.
Embora a irmã da mulher quisesse parar de ter filhos depois do último filho, o marido insistiu em ter mais meninos. A autora original estava preocupada não só com a irmã, mas também com os filhos, principalmente quando o mais velho começou a reconhecer a situação e tentou ajudá-la. No entanto, a irmã recusou-se terminantemente a deixar o filho assumir a responsabilidade.
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O Redditor admitiu que ela nunca se deu bem com o cunhado e que o comportamento dele persistiu desde o nascimento de seu filho de oito anos. Apesar das tentativas de discutir a opção de partir, a sua irmã resistiu e temeu que os seus filhos crescessem num lar desfeito.
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Sua perspectiva sobre o divórcio era diferente da do Redditor, pois sua própria experiência com o divórcio dos pais era muito diferente. Ela acreditava que os seus filhos precisavam da mãe e do pai juntos e estava relutante em considerar os possíveis benefícios do divórcio, dada a sua situação.
Jantar de Ação de Graças
No fim de semana antes de ela contar sua história, sua irmã e seu cunhado ofereceram um jantar pré-Ação de Graças, ao qual ambas as famílias compareceram. Antecipando a falta de colaboração do cunhado, o Redditor havia ficado com a irmã alguns dias antes para ajudá-la.
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Durante o jantar, ela disse que ela e o noivo estavam tentando constituir família. Naquele momento, o cunhado fez um comentário estranho ao namorado sobre os desafios da paternidade. O que ele disse irritou a mulher, que respondeu: “Como se você soubesse”.
Surpreso, ele perguntou o que ela queria dizer, e ela deu vazão à frustração reprimida por ser o homem que deixou sua irmã grávida de 8 meses cuidar de tudo na família. A Redditor expressou apaixonadamente seus sentimentos por quase dez minutos, deixando seu cunhado visivelmente desconfortável em sua cadeira. Depois disso, ele saiu do local.
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Naquela mesma noite, a autora original recebeu um telefonema de sua irmã; Ela agradeceu por defendê-la e expressou sua gratidão por seu apoio. Mas no dia seguinte ela recebeu uma mensagem desagradável do cunhado, acusando-a de ser uma pessoa terrível. Segundo ele, sua suposta mentira diante da família irritou sua mãe, que, em resposta, decidiu morar com eles para ajudar a nora.
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Ele alegou que o incidente o tornou motivo de chacota em sua família. Ele acreditava firmemente que ela era a culpada pelas consequências. Depois de tudo o que aconteceu, o Redditor não pôde deixar de se perguntar se ela estava errada ao criticar o cunhado por seu comportamento questionável.
Suporte on-line
“Acho que foi o momento perfeito. Ambas as famílias conseguiram ouvir exatamente o que o autor da postagem dizia, então ele não poderia mentir para sua família e fazer com que eles a atacassem! Algumas pessoas merecem ser expostas à explosão, especialmente pela maneira como ele age como se fosse algo tão importante haha.”
Sua mãe fica brava com ele e vai morar com eles para ajudá-la.
E tudo fica claro…! Não é sua culpa.
“Não sei, quero dar o benefício da dúvida à mãe e pensar que ela está se mudando pelo bem da irmã, não para ajudar o filho.
Ou melhor ainda, para garantir que seu filho não relaxe e realmente ajude.”
“Não é sua culpa. Retorne a mensagem com “A verdade dói, né, grandalhão?”
Diga-nos o que você pensa nos comentários do Facebook e compartilhe essa história com seus amigos. Isso poderia iluminar o dia deles e inspirá-los.
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