Faced with the threat of my husband losing his job over an unpaid debt, we found ourselves cornered in a way we never thought possible. His boss, a man who held all the power in his hands, proposed something unimaginable. It wasn’t just about money or work—it was about dignity, morality, and the weight of survival. He told us I could erase the debt and secure my husband’s job by spending one night with him.

At first, I refused to believe it was real. How could someone even suggest such a thing? But the reality of our situation quickly set in. My husband’s job was our lifeline; without it, we would lose everything—our home, our stability, our future. The debt had already pushed us to the brink, and finding another job with his qualifications felt nearly impossible.

We agonized over the decision. My husband was tormented, angry at his boss but even angrier at himself for putting us in such a position. We argued, cried, and sat in silence, knowing there was no good option. In the end, we convinced ourselves it was a one-time sacrifice—an act of desperation to protect what we had built.

The night itself felt surreal, like I was living someone else’s life. When it was over, we didn’t talk about it. My husband kept his job, but the weight of what we did now hangs over us like a shadow. We thought we were saving our future, but some things can never truly be undone.