🔺Love Triangle🔺

Part 2

My name is Vanessa Rivera, a 29-year-old administrator working in a children's hospital in Madrid. I have a 4-year-old daughter Vivien (Vivi), who is cheeky, playful and full of knowledge. As you could have guessed in the first part, her father is Carlos Sainz.
We met five years ago, on the Canary Islands, where I was with a friend Sofia. We stayed in the same hotel as him. It was love at first sight. I remember his brown eyes and smile when we saw each other. We hung out by the pool, drank cocktails, had fun listening to music. When Sofia and I had to go home, he promised me that we would see each other again. We stayed in touch, I started following his races, I didn't miss a single one. He surprised me with a visit during the winter break and we spent the whole winter together. We realized that we were made for each other.
Despite the fact that it was winter and cold, we both had hot moments. That's how I got pregnant and dark-haired and dark-eyed baby Viviene was born to us. We were a beautiful family, Carlos was perfect father and partner. He coordinated career and private life without problems. We traveled the world and were happy.
Until Carlos was invited to celebrate Charles' birthday. The party was crazy, it was loud, there was a lot of alcohol. Carlos got drunk and he involved with two women. Yes, you read that right. Two in one night. For a single person, this is probably nothing, but for someone who has a family at home, this is not normal. I would have probably forgiven him if he had been frank and admitted everything to me, but he hid everything from me for a long time. I found out by accident when he was talking to Charles about it.
"I don't know how to tell her, mate. It's killing me, it's hard to look her in the eyes. Because there were two in one night, it's so much worse. I've never had anything like this happen to me. She won't forgive me, I know her."
At that moment it seemed to me that a rock fell on my head and buried me under.
I quit everything for him; job, car, apartment, friends, family.
I packed mine and Vivien's things and we left. Carlos asked me for forgiveness, bought me gifts, even an engagement ring, but I always refused him. I was deceived, betrayed. He didn't just betray me, Vivi too. The little girl who adored her daddy, the little girl to whom he was the whole world. How she was waiting for him to come back from the race, drawing pictures for him. That hurt the most. How he betrayed his daughter and had sex with two in one night.