I Took My Fiancé to Visit My Parents — He Ran Out Screaming I Cant Believe It! in the Middle of the Night

Ive been with my fiancé for six years, and we were supposed to get married next month. But during a visit to my parents, he discovered their secret lifestyle, causing him to question our relationship too.

Ive been with my fiancé for six years, but weve known each other for nine. We were supposed to get married next month, but then everything changed the course of our wedding journey.

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We went to visit my parents to introduce him to more of my extended family before the wedding. My parents offered to host us, and weve been staying in my old room for the sake of nostalgia.

My fiancé, Adam, wanted to stay at a hotel, but I thought it would be fun to just have him share my old room with me.

“I dont see why staying in your childhood home is going to change anything,” Adam told me when we were packing for the trip.

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“Because its going to be my last time with my parents under their roof before I become a married woman. Its going to be a sentimental moment,” I replied.

“If it gets uncomfortable, Im just going to check myself into a hotel,” he said casually.

Of course, I didnt expect what would happen next.

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We got to my parents home, and everyone was excited to see us. My mother and aunt had cooked up an elaborate meal for us, ready to just sit down at the table and get to know Adam better.

All through dinner, everything went as well as expected, and Adam happily enjoyed having the attention centered around him.

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“This is new for me,” he said as we did the dishes in between the mains and dessert. “Im not used to having people pay attention to me like this.”

“Its a good thing,” I said, handing him a plate. “Youre supposed to feel welcome and at home with my family, too.”

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As the night died down and we all went to bed, ready for a good nights sleep before the following days family outing to the local theme park, Adam kept disturbing my sleep.

“Whats going on?” I asked, turning to face him.

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“I just cant sleep, Sasha,” he snapped. “Its not my bed, and Im not used to sleeping in beds that arent my own. And your bed is lumpy and uncomfortable.”

“Just go and take a walk outside,” I grumbled. “The fresh air should make a difference, and youll come back and fall asleep.”

“Fine,” he said, getting out of bed and leaving the room.

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I was just about to fall asleep again when Adams scream pierced the air. I bolted upright in bed with my heart racing.

What on earth was going on? Was there someone in the house? Were we in danger?

While my brain was moving a mile a minute, trying to decide what to do next, Adam stormed back into the room.

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“What happened?” I blurted out, uneasy.

My fiancés face contorted in a mix of horror and anger, and he paused for a minute before he started yelling.

“I cannot believe it,” he yelled. “Your mom! Sasha! Your mother! Shes kissing another man in the foyer!”

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My heart sank. I had hoped that we would have gotten through this entire visit without this.

If anything, I had always dreaded this moment, the time when my parents unusual and unconventional marriage would come to light.

I tried to explain, to calm him down, but he wouldnt have it.

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“Call your dad, Sasha,” Adam demanded. “Tell him that your mom is cheating right here in your own home.”

It seemed logical, simple even. And I understood why Adam would think that having my father involved would solve everything.

But he couldnt be further from the truth.

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Before I could react and begin navigating the explanation, my mom walked in, still straightening her clothes.

“I can explain,” she started, but my fiancé cut her off.

“Explain? Whats there to explain? Youre cheating on your husband in his own home!”

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“Its not cheating, darling,” she said softly. “Sasha knows, and shell explain it all to you. Shaun and my marriage is different. Very different. Its unconventional compared to your usual marriage. You need to understand that, Adam, before you judge us.”

Adam turned to me, eyes wide.

“You knew? You knew about this, and you didnt tell me?”

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I tried to reach out to him, but he recoiled.

“I didnt know how to tell you, and Im not proud of keeping this secret. But it wasnt mine to tell.”

“Sasha!” he said, his hands in the air. “You should have told me! This isnt something that you just keep hidden from the person that youre going to marry. I dont know if I can trust you now. This was a setup, wasnt it? You wanted to introduce me to this lifestyle, isnt it?”

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By this point, I was overwhelmed, and I couldnt understand what Adam was getting at.

I was taken back to a memory from my youth. I was 16, and my friends were planning a sleepover at my home.

“You have the biggest room, Sasha,” my friend Brielle said. “Lets have it at your place.”

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“Thats perfectly fine with me,” I said. “I dont think my parents will mind at all! And we can watch movies in the living room because my parents have a TV in their room now, so they wont disturb us.”

“Ill bring my cotton candy machine,” Brielle said excitedly. “We can have that and popcorn!”

I remember going home after school and telling my mother all about our plans. She smiled and nodded enthusiastically.

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“Sure, honey,” she said. “You girls can take care of yourselves. Dad and I have a dinner that evening.”

Little did I know that later that evening, I would discover the truth about my parents marriage.

My friends and I were all sitting on the couch when my parents walked in with another couple. My mother was holding tightly onto a mans hand as she kicked off her shoes. My father was kissing the other woman.

When they saw me, they were shocked. And they had no choice but to explain the situation to me.

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“We are married to each other, and we love each other. Were committed, honey. But were also allowed to see other people if we want to,” my mother explained gently. “Theres nothing wrong with the way we are. And you need to understand that.”

Now, listening to Adam, I was taken back to the same flood of emotions.

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“No, its nothing like that,” I said. “I am dedicated to you. I dont want that lifestyle.”

But Adam wasnt having it. He just wasnt listening. Instead, he began to speak about his mothers infidelity which had led to his parents divorce. It all made him see betrayal everywhere.

“Everything is a red flag for me, Sasha.”

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He packed a bag and left for a hotel, saying that he needed a moment to reevaluate our engagement.

I spent the rest of the night crying, feeling the weight of my parents choices crashing down on my own relationship.

“You need to talk to him,” my mother said, giving me a cup of coffee. “Just go to him.”

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I joined him at the hotel. We barely spoke, the silence heavy with everything left unsaid. I didnt know if Adam still wanted to be together or not. I suggested that we move to my grandmothers house for the rest of our stay so that we could talk about everything while still being comfortable.

“Yeah,” he said. “Thats okay with me because this hotel is too cold anyway.”

There was a coldness between us that hadnt been there before.

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“Ive never kept secrets from you,” I told him. “I didnt know how to bring it up. Its not something that I like talking about because I struggled to understand it myself.”

Adam sighed, rubbing his temples.

“I get it. But this feels too close to home, Sasha,” he said. “I just need some time.”

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We spent the rest of the week at my grandmothers house, trying to finish the family visit in the best spirits we could muster. My parents apologized to Adam, but it didnt matter anymore.

It wasnt about them. It was about the fact that their actions had triggered my fiancé. On the drive home, Adam and I decided that we wanted to stay together and see where life took us.

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“But I think we need to go to therapy,” I said, handing Adam a drink.

“I think thats a good idea,” he said, biting his lip. “Because I need to uncover my own trauma before accepting your parents.”

Now, Adam and I have started talking about everything. From his fears, my shame, our future. We could only heal from this.

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