Crime Story

I’m going to tell the story of my past, of the one who I thought was the love of my life, Jack, and it makes me sad when I remember that I thought I was going to tell the story of our past...

Some years ago, more or less 5 or 6, I met this young, charming and lovely man. I remember that I fall in love instantly, we started talking and then started going on dates. Afterwards we became a couple. Then after 2 years we got married, the first 3 years of marriage were perfect, but after he changed his job, which I had no idea of what he was working on, he changed but for bad.

Somehow he started making a lot of money and started buying more luxurious things; he got me diamonds, new earrings dresses, and things for the house. So one day I ask him: ``honey, what is job, because you are making a lot of money. `` And he answered ``ok, I’m going to tell you but, don`t tell anyone ok? ``Yes sure honey, but you`re making me worry! ``, ``no is nothing to worry about, I’m a smuggler. `` I couldn`t believe it, he started numerating the thing he did: I commit frauds, sometimes I shoplift.

And I tell, but you are a criminal. I didn`t know if to call the police, but then I thought I can`t do it he`s my husband, so I didn`t. Just a few weeks after he had told me he was a criminal, he told me that I had to start stealing, that was unbelievable, and it was the cherry of the cake, so I called the police. Jack had his judgment and he was accused of smuggling, fraud and shoplifts, the he was sentenced to 10 years in jail. I am really sad for getting him into jail, but more of losing my dear husband but much more sorry for him of ending like this.