I got married a year ago and moved to Atlanta, leaving behind a good job in India. My BTech friends were already in the US, and my husband’s family told my parents that he had an approved I-140, so they believed it would be easy for me to find a job here. That convinced them, and the marriage happened. But after coming here, I found out he doesn’t even have an approved I-140 yet it’s still in process.
He’s working as a contractor, and the apartment we live in is quite old and outdated. Honestly, I feel like I had a better lifestyle and apartment back in India. In the beginning, he gave me attention, but after he got promoted to a lead role and got a raise, he’s always busy with work. Whenever I ask to go out in the evenings, he says he’s too busy.
One day, I went for a walk around the apartment and met some Telugu families, mostly married couples, and slowly started spending time at their homes. During one visit, I needed to use the restroom, but the common one was clogged, so the Akka there asked me to use the bedroom one. When I went in, I noticed the bedroom had fancy artwork and handcuffs tied to the bedposts.
It was shocking, but I didn’t react, I just stayed for a bit and left their house when my husband called. One day I was bored and scrolling through Instagram. I saw a post from an old friend who works in US near to the Coca Cola factory. I messaged him to say hi and asked how he was doing. He told me he lives in Decatur, owns a house, has his I-140 approved, and is looking for a match.
He did not know I got married recently. After that we started texting more often. Sometimes he flirted but I did not really notice at first. One day he invited me and my husband to visit his house for the weekend. We went and his house was very nice. It looked big and well maintained. He seemed well settled and the house looked like it cost close to a million. Me and my husband was surprised by seeing his house.
One day, he invited me and my husband to his birthday party. It was on the weekend, and when we arrived, many of his friends were already there. After about half an hour, my husband got a Production issue at work and had to leave. He told me to stay and said he would book an Uber for me once the party was over. People at the party were smoking grass and drinking a lot. They offered me drinks, and since everyone was drinking, I ended up having around 10 shots and some cocktails.
I started feeling high and sick, then began throwing up. I went to use the restroom, and he told me to use his and followed me inside. While I was in the restroom, I threw up all over myself and was severely drunk. He undressed me and gave me a bath while it’s all happening I kissed him very aggressively. I wasn’t fully aware of what was happening, but I knew what he was doing, and I couldn’t stop him then after he take me to his bed.
That night, I ended up having sex with him. It was quick, and afterward, we left the bedroom one after the other, so his friends wouldn’t suspect anything. Around 3 a.m., I called my husband and asked him to book an Uber. He did, and I went home and went straight to bed. I had brought a few i-Pills from India just in case, so I took one pill that night and went to sleep. The next day, he started texting me, saying he wanted to be with me and was asking me to divorce my husband.
I didn’t want to leave my husband, but he kept pressuring me, saying he has a house, can take care of me, and wants to build a happy life together. He even proposed to me several times. Now I honestly don’t know what to do. One thing I’ve learned is that rushing into marriage is not a good idea there are always better people out there. But despite everything, I’ve stayed loyal to my husband and eventually blocked my friend.
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