She left me on a Thursday in the month of September, 2011, without a clue of where she had gone. That was five years ago and it threw me into indescribable agony.
I worried about her safety. I wondered whether she had been kidnapped; whether she had run off with another man and whether at all she was alive.
We had been deeply in love and she had been ideally faithful to me. She would not do anything to hurt me.
Just yesterday I told myself that I had waited enough and took the decision to forget the past and move forward with my life. To my greatest disbelief, when I opened my door this morning, on a Thursday, in the same month of September, behold, she was sitting outside, saying she had come home for good, asking that I forgive her and take her back. I have not said a word to her.
It is clear that she ran off with another man. Please, give me your advice. What am I to do? Forgive and accept her back or ask her to go back to where she is coming from? We have a girl of ten.