What Are You Hiding?
My first love was in my early twenties. We were volatile, constantly on and off, and it was very miserable and unhealthy.
At one point, we lived together with my family, which gave them front-row seats to our disaster. I could blame it on young love but I think this was worse.
We decided to take a break for a couple of days. After being apart, she missed me and came to my school. We agreed to work on our relationship, but that night on the phone, I could tell she was dancing around something.
I knew something was wrong and asked her directly what she was hiding. That’s when she dropped the bomb on me—she was leaving me for someone else. I was devastated until she started cheating on him with me.
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