I got married to the wrong person!
When I was born, my parents were flatmates with another couple who had a 6 months old daughter.
My parents relocated multiple times in first 18 years of my life but we (the girl and I) continued to meet each other. When I was 18, I promised her that I’ll live with her for the rest of my life and then, she will have the freedom to wear anything or be anyone (which she didn’t have in her house) AND we weren’t even romantically involved with each other at the time.
BUT, one day my father got drunk and visited their home, created a scene and our families became enemies. Unfortunately, I lost my phone around the same time and we lost touch even though we just lived on the same street.
4 years later, day, I received a message from an unknown number about some project that they have submitted. I was in an underground metro with no internet, so I thought to play along. After some back and forth, I apologised to the person that I was fooling around but the texts kept going. Then, she told me her name and place of residence and it clicked. I became the happiest person in the world. We chatted 2-3 times in a month for 3 months. Till this time, there was no flirting at all. One day, I just told her that I remember the promise of staying together and want to meet her the next day.
She never had a drink and I was only an occasional drinker myself. So, we decided to meet in a bar. After 2 pints, we went to a hotel (again, with no ill intentions but just because we chatted throughout last night and wanted to sleep and sober down before heading home).
We slept on the same bed but on opposite ends. 1 hour later, I was lying on top of her almost about to kiss when she woke up and she kissed me back. We didn’t know how we got there but loved every bit of it.
6 months later, we eloped from our houses and rented an apartment in another city. Both are families were against this marriage because she was a step daughter of my step uncle and the families hated each other. They told us - we are with the wrong person!
Its been 6 years now. I hold her right hand with my left hand (as they both have a straight line going through the palm which we could not find in any other person) We have moved to mountains, both retired from work, living with our dogs and have never spent a night away from each other.
Edit: I dont understand people calling me a freak for not seeking her consent before getting on top of her. I DIDNT KNOW HOW I GOT THERE. Even she doesn’t have a problem with that, why the internet does?