I married for love. My husband was the love of my life. The only problem was he loved someone else. When I was in my early twenties, I met two brothers–Jack, an outgoing, lovely man and his brother, Adam, who was very handsome and very charming. Jack fell in love with me but I fell in love with Adam. I went out with both of them but there came a time when I had end my relationship with one of them. Both proposed to me. I had to decide which one of them I should marry. Should I marry Jack who loved me or Adam whom I loved?
I decided to marry Adam. Jack was heartbroken. He packed up and left Seattle. I never saw nor heard from him again.
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