Everytime i hear cheating issues, my mind goes back to the moment eveything collapsed. Finding out there was another girl changed the way i trusted forever.

My hand were shaking, my nights were endless, and anxiety became something i carried every day. Deep down, i already knew, but the truth still broke me in ways i wasn’t ready for.

That’s why i hate cheating so deeply, because it turns love into doubt and makes sincerity feel like mistake. Betrayal doesn’t disapper with time, it stays, silent and heavy, etched into place word cant reach. 

That night, i knelt in tears, asking Allah to easy a pain my heart couldn’t survive on its own. Even now, the memory remain, but so does the strength i found by placing my broken heart in Allah’s hand :).