Letters on Facebook - Anabel Magazine After The Jordyn / Tristan / Khloe Scandal.

"With my friend we shared everything, everything until the day came to share and the boyfriend. My childhood mines. In kindergarten, school, palace ... always together.

At the gymnasium, I get acquainted with this boy, whom she asked myself to know. We got to know each other and from that moment we were all together. I never doubted anything. Even when he proposed me for her, she was delighted more than me. But behold, the feast made them both without me. They forgot to call me for sure.

They told me to be careful because we can not be the perfect three. The third is too much. But I did not believe anything. We went to Laç one day that I wanted to receive God's blessing before I was bowed. There I saw something that impressed me and started to suspect. The three candles flared together at each other, but she turned and threw her away. I was surprised but I did not speak.

She got sick along the way and he volunteered to take her to the hospital and as I loved the church, I would stay there for a recent prayer. Something made me feel and I wanted to know where they were. I followed and saw that they went to a hospital named hotel. I did not want to go any longer. They were together. I wrote to give you congratulations, I wanted to be the first I liked. I'm out of life and today I see in the street, I do not feel anything. After all, two worthless people lost. "- anonymous

"I have so many days to read about this Kardashian drama and to say the right is not that I believe very much. However, I myself have experienced such a situation.

I met that person at the gymnasium and were very in love. I and my close friend were a triple we never separated. Little by little, she became her good friend too. How many times did we invoke a debate, it helped us talk again. It was like a mediator and I appreciated this because there were days when we did not find the common language. Like every couple.

In fact, I do not know how God had darkened my eyes. One day I found some messages to my loved ones writing and appearing to be a bit more than friends. Okay, I got it easy, but in fact something ate me from inside. I hated myself to doubt them. We had so many years together, from high school to university. I started to feel cold and to doubt everything.

One day I picked up the former phone and provoked my wife. There I confirmed that they had something more. For months he apologized to me, blamed her etc etc etc. I know that looks strange, but I salute it. I was not connected again, absolutely. Best regards to being good at yourself. I greet you on the road and if you wish me the holidays, I give it back. I do not like it, I do not hate it and to be good to myself, and sorry and now as I am better. My wife did not expect and the plague she left was still open. Believe me that I will never forgive. She still writes to me, tries to introduce friend to forgive me, but I can not. I do not know what to do.

I want to add that they are not together. He called a flirt of the moment, she provoked him and he blamed the "instinct." Perhaps this pardon for a boyfriend is not the right thing, but I feel like I'm not very upset. The fact that we split and I forgot, though I suffered a lot, made me more positive and thought I would throw it behind. Or maybe I lied to myself as if I forgave him. I do not know.

For my wife, what I called a sister can not. If the ex-boyfriend did not love me, it was not real love or I just did not like her anymore, okay I can understand. But how can I justify the knife behind her back? She grew up with me. She ate with me. We flew together. We learned together. Today I find it hard to take a wife. I know maybe I will never have a company like that I had with him, but if the price is so expensive that I paid, I prefer to be alone. Maybe I'm wrong, but for the moment I feel so. "- anonymous

"My five year old girl, the closest one, who slept months in my home, what my mom first asked what she would eat, the one who wore my clothes every day. She, a beautiful day, became feisty! She told me she had closed every social network because she wanted to be quiet. One day I looked that she was engaged and had most pictures in social networks. And her fiancé was neither less nor more than my first love. Whom she considered a brother. Nothing I did. I removed them from every corner of my life, without saying anything! She never asked for me, even for an explanation. "- anonymous