A letter about the purity of the code, when the heart meets "The One" too late

There is nothing more painful than the moment when you live in an unconscious marriage hanging by a thread, enduring it with your last strength — and suddenly a person appears on your path, and with all your soul you understand: he is the one. This is a trial in which the entire depth of human honor is tested.

Someone in that very second surrenders to weakness, resorts to deceit and betrayal, defiling both their current home and the new, bright feeling. The outcome of such a step is always terrible: people who once shared a bed break each other's hearts and turn into merciless enemies, ready to tear each other apart, and the children suffer between them.

Kodwa kukhona enye indlela — indlela yomthetho wangaphakathi wokuziphatha, lapho ungeke ukwazi ukuzivumela ukuba ungene ebudlelwaneni obusha ngamanga, noma ngabe inhliziyo ibuhlungu kangakanani. Ukhetha ubumsulwa bese uhlehla. Khona-ke impilo iphinde inihlukanise ngasosebeni esihlukile — kuze kube yilapho nobabili nikhulile futhi nikhululekile ngempela. Kwesinye isikhathi ngemva kobuhlungu obunjalo umuntu uzivalela ngaphakathi ngokujulile kangangokuthi wesaba ukuzama futhi. Futhi kwesinye isikhathi isiphetho, ngemva kokulinda ihora lobumsulwa nenkululeko, sihlanganisa imiphefumulo emibili ekhulile kabusha — ngaphandle kwesithunzi nangaphandle kwezithiyo.