I always thought I knew my husband inside and out. He was the kind of man who would do anything to protect me, to ensure I felt safe and valued. He had always been the strong, steady one, and I had always felt his unwavering support. We built our life together with the understanding that we were a team, partners in every sense of the word.

So, when he suggested I consider a career in the adult film industry, I was stunned. I had to ask him to repeat himself, as I couldn’t comprehend what he was saying. My husband—the man I believed was protective and careful with me—was asking me to step into a world that felt completely foreign and unsettling.

He told me that I had the perfect look for it, that my body and features would make me a star. He seemed so confident, almost as if he had carefully considered all of this. And he wasn’t suggesting it out of desperation or a sense of need. He framed it as an opportunity—an opportunity for us to make money, for us to expand our horizons. But then, he added something that truly left me speechless: He wouldn’t feel jealous. In fact, he believed that seeing me with other men would bring us closer, would somehow strengthen the bond we shared.

I’ve never felt more conflicted. On one hand, I want to believe he’s being honest. But on the other, I can’t shake the feeling that this proposal is about more than just money or strengthening our marriage. Is this his way of testing me? Or is there something about him I’ve never fully understood?

It’s left me questioning everything—the foundation of our relationship, my place in it, and whether love can be so easily redefined. What kind of marriage would allow this? What kind of love does this? And, perhaps the most unsettling thought of all—if this is the direction he’s pushing us in, how much of his heart does he want me to share with others?