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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Pequeno órfão reza na igreja para que a mãe venha buscá-lo, ‘Eu te levo’, ele ouve um dia – História do dia
Um garotinho órfão chora na igreja, implorando a Deus para enviar sua mãe para levá-lo. No minuto seguinte, ele fica pálido quando uma voz responde por trás, dizendo: “Eu te levo.”
Uma série de emoções não contadas está ligada a crianças abandonadas pelos pais. Alan, de seis anos, era uma dessas crianças negligenciadas que ansiava por ver sua mãe, mas nunca teve essa chance.
Um dia, em um encontro fortuito na igreja, o mundo do pequeno Alan mudou. Ele estava chorando, implorando a Deus para enviar sua mãe até ele, dizendo a Deus o quão diferente seu mundo seria se sua mãe estivesse com ele.
Em meio aos seus altos gritos e à discussão emocionante com Deus, uma voz estranha falou por trás, oferecendo-se para levá-lo…
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“Querido Jesus, dizem que você ouve tudo. Meus guardiões no lar adotivo me disseram para bater na sua porta e pedir tudo o que eu precisava. Eu quero minha mamãe. Você pode, por favor, mandá-la para mim?”
“Alan, meu garoto! Eu vim por você. Eu vim para te levar para casa.”
Alan chorou enquanto cruzava as mãos em oração e olhava para o crucifixo. Seus olhos estavam dolorosamente vermelhos, e suas bochechas macias e rosadas estavam molhadas.
“Minha babá me disse que você atende às orações de todos. Então por que não atende às minhas?”
O vestíbulo ecoou com os altos gritos de Alan. Ele estava com o coração partido. Ele não queria voltar para o abrigo, onde as crianças frequentemente zombavam dele. Elas constantemente o provocavam dizendo que sua mãe nunca voltaria e que ele não tinha escolha a não ser esperar que alguém o adotasse.
“Ninguém estaria interessado em levar um bebê chorão como você para casa”, foram algumas das coisas mais duras que ele ouviu de outras crianças no abrigo. Alan chorou muito naquele dia, exigindo de Deus uma resposta.
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“Alan, shhh!”, interrompeu sua guardiã, Nancy. “É uma igreja. Fique quieto e não chore. As pessoas estão observando você. Por favor, acalme-se.”
Alan tentou controlar suas lágrimas. Ele continuou olhando para o crucifixo até que viu uma mulher com uma criança entrar na igreja. Ele não conseguiu mais segurar as lágrimas e começou a chorar novamente.
“Jesus, você não está me respondendo. Por favor, eu quero ficar com minha mamãe como aquela menina. Babá, por que Jesus não está respondendo? Você me disse que ele respondeu todas as nossas orações, mas por que ele não me disse nada?”
Nancy olhou para o menino e sorriu para suas perguntas inocentes.
“Eu te levo”, uma voz de mulher disse de repente atrás deles. “Meu bebê, eu vim por você. Por favor, pare de chorar.”
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Alan e Nancy ficaram assustados. Eles se viraram, e atrás deles estava a mulher com a criança que Alan tinha visto momentos antes.
“Alan, meu garoto! Eu vim por você. Eu vim para te levar para casa”, ela gritou.
“Quem é você? Como sabe o nome do garoto?” questionou Nancy, segurando Alan com força.
“Meu nome é Annette. Sou a mãe de Alan. Venho aqui todos os dias para vê-lo e garantir que ele está bem.”
“Seu filho? Você tem alguma prova?”
Annette tirou uma foto dela segurando um bebê recém-nascido nos braços. “Eu o deixei na porta do abrigo há seis anos.”
“Isso é inacreditável. Era assim que Alan parecia quando o peguei na porta pela primeira vez naquela noite chuvosa. Ouvi o choro alto de um bebê lá fora no pátio e o encontrei lá. Por que você deixou seu bebê? Como pode ser uma mãe tão sem coração?”
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Annette começou a chorar e contou a história mais triste de sua vida.
Seis anos atrás, ela tinha 16 anos e acidentalmente engravidou do filho do namorado. Depois que ela revelou isso a ele, ele a abandonou e se mudou para outro estado, bloqueando o contato dela. Os pais de Annette a aconselharam a interromper a gravidez, mas ela não conseguiu.
“Meus pais me deram apenas uma escolha — abandonar meu bebê ou esquecê-los e o legado que eu herdaria. Eu era muito ingênua e jovem para me tornar mãe, então deixei meu bebê recém-nascido no abrigo e segui em frente.”
Annette acrescentou que terminou a faculdade e se casou com outro homem. A garota que estava com ela, Amy, era sua filha desse casamento.
“Eu tentei o meu melhor, mas não consegui esquecer meu filho. Visito esta igreja frequentemente para observá-lo de longe. Mas depois de ouvi-lo chorando por sua mãe hoje, não consegui mais me segurar. Quero levá-lo para casa comigo.”
Logo, Annette começou as formalidades legais para obter a custódia de Alan de volta. Ela fez testes de DNA com ele, revelando que eles eram mãe e filho por uma compatibilidade de 99 por cento. Embora ela tenha levado Alan para casa com sucesso e restaurado o relacionamento deles, isso veio com um preço alto.
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Os pais de Annette se voltaram contra ela e a cortaram de suas vidas e de seu testamento. Pior ainda, seu marido se voltou contra ela, apesar de saber a verdade sobre seu passado obscuro.
“Eu casei com você porque você foi honesta sobre seu relacionamento fracassado com seu ex-namorado e pensou que nunca mais iria querer aquela criança. Mas agora, até seus pais a rejeitaram. Olha, eu não estou disposto a ser pai do filho de outra pessoa. Estou pronto para sustentar minha filha financeiramente, mas nosso casamento acabou”, disse seu marido Jason, imediatamente entrando com o pedido de divórcio.
Annette e Jason se divorciaram logo depois. Annette conseguiu a custódia da filha e ficou encantada em ter Alan de volta.
“Nunca mais venha até nós implorando por dinheiro” foram as últimas palavras que ela ouviu seus pais lhe dizerem, e Annette estava bem com isso. Ela sentia que sua vida estava completa, mesmo sem a aprovação de seus pais ou seu dinheiro.
Ela se mudou para o exterior com seus dois filhos maravilhosos, conseguiu um bom emprego e só pensa em viver uma vida feliz.
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O que podemos aprender com essa história?
- Deus responde às nossas orações. Sempre que Alan ia à igreja, ele chorava e pedia a Deus para enviar sua mãe até ele. Um dia, suas orações foram respondidas quando ele ouviu uma voz se oferecendo para levá-lo, e era sua mãe.
- Não abandone seus filhos e os puna por um erro que você cometeu. Quando Annette engravidou aos 16 anos, seus pais lhe disseram para abandonar o bebê. Ela obedeceu e seguiu em frente, sem saber como isso afetaria seu filho conforme ele crescesse.
Uma garotinha chora na igreja, pedindo a Deus para salvar a vida de sua avó doente. De repente, uma voz fala atrás dela, oferecendo ajuda. Clique aqui para ler a história completa.
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