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I met what I thought to be the love of my life when she was only 15 YO and I was 35. Being an adult I didn't act on my feelings because, like I said, she was just 15 and I was 35. We met again when I was 50 and we were both single. I wasn't going to let her get away this time. After 20 years of what I thought of as a great marriage, I find out that the love of my life is nothing but a lying cheating whore. Life can be a real bitch sometimes...