Glorious Mistake

So, my ex-fiancee just told me the very thing I wish he had told me three years ago. He told me that he wished he could give us a second chance.

Three years ago, I probably would have cried for joy. But now, I simply gave him an answer to his question; did we make a mistake?

I have two answers for that. And this is where it gets complicated because of my way of thinking.

I believe in fate. But I also believe that you can change fate. Amid all the paths in life, the right and wrong ones, I believe that there are multiple right ones.

I knew, at the time, that he was the one. I didn't think it, I knew it. But somewhere, we took a wrong path that lead to our breakup. And I eventually took the path I'm on now. Which I know is the right one.

I also believe that everyone has soulmates. Plural, yes. I believe Darby WAS the one, but now hes not because of the choices that were made.

Now Stephen is the one. And he forever shall be so long as he lives. And I'm extremely happy with that.

So, to answer his question: yes, we made a mistake, but it lead to a glorious happiness for me. I hope he finds his new soulmate just as I found mine.

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