He was my once in a lifetime kind of person. The one who made me see the sun where I'd only ever before seen the clouds. He was my Nicky, my prince. He took a chance on me when anyone else would've walked away. When even I wanted to walk away. He was the one who believed in me so much, that even I started to believe in me too. The one who loved me, even when I did not love myself. The one who never gave up on me, even when I'd given up on myself.
There's a Nicholas Tilsley out there for all of us, of that I am sure. That one person who loves you simply for being you. When you find him, never let him go. When everything else around you falls apart, talk to him. The one who looks at you with only love and admiration in his eyes. Please, don't do what I did. Don't fall to your lowest ebb without him by your side. Don't fall into bed with the local chef and succumb yourself to the web of lies in which I now reside.
He's told me many times, my Nicky, that regrets are pointless if you can do nothing about them. He was right every time, they are. Still I regret my decision. Still I regret that choice. Even if he could somehow find it in his heart to forgive me, I know that I can never forgive myself. He gave me nothing but love, and I have given him nothing but heartache in return.
This was supposed to be the happiest day of our lives. Our new start together as man and wife. But how can it be, when the clean slate he gave me has already been muddied by my own unfaithfulness. To Mrs Tilsley, whoever she may be. That's not a role I can take, not anymore. This is where it ends. He's better off without me.
Please, don't do what I did. When you find your Nicky, your prince, never let him go.