It’s still hard for me to think
about the day I broke up with my girlfriend two months ago. It was a cold rainy
day and it was about midnight. I was alone at home when my phone rang. That was
the end of our relationship.
My girlfriend and me had been going
out for three months. I admit I’m quite surprised that we split up, because we
really got on very well the first day we met. However, we didn’t see eye to eye
for much time. In fact, we started growing apart a month later. I first noticed
she was a bit more distant when we went for a walk on her birthday. Her face
expressed some kind of sadness I had never seen before, and it seemed to me
that she felt more and more uncomfortable as the night was going on until she
went home without saying a thing. Suddenly, every time I called her, she
didn’t answer the phone, and she stood me up many times as well, so I
finally thought she was holding something back from me.
As I had imagined, she was cheating
on me. At first, it was just a suspicion, but it was crystal clear when I saw
her flirting with whom I thought was just her best friend. She sent me a
message saying that she felt so sorry that she had fallen for Tom. Even if she
felt guilty, I think she might at least have told me personally.
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