Mark and I had been dating for a long time, living together and even planning a wedding. But in April, I had to go to my mom’s house urgently. Her health was deteriorating. We agreed that I would come, we would pack all the necessary things and documents, and my mother would temporarily live with us. Mark and I discussed it, and he was fine with it.
It took me seven hours to get there, and when I got to my mother’s house, I called the guy to ask how he was doing. It seemed strange to me that he hadn’t even asked me how I had gotten there during the whole day.
So after we talked, it seems that Mark forgot to end the call, and I heard everything that was happening there… I heard the voices of my boyfriend and some girl. They were having fun talking and joking. Then I texted Mark to say that I would be late for another day. I picked up my mom and left. At night, I quietly opened the door of our apartment and saw women’s clothes scattered in the hallway. It was clear that I was not expected. My mother saw all this. Then I went to our bedroom. Mark and a woman were sleeping there, hugging each other. They were both half-naked. Then I deliberately knocked down a vase that was on the shelf.
They woke up in fear. Sleepy, frightened… The guy started to convince me that I had misunderstood everything. But I didn’t want to hear anything, I just quickly began to pack my things.
On the way out, I put the keys to the apartment on the shelf and told my ex to never mention me.
