Page 51 of Love Harder

I sent a voice message, asking he call this because I couldn’t walk away. He needed to do it. I said I felt he was too nice to tell me things had changed.

Now, dear reader, I want you to pay attention to this because I need you to tell me if I missed something. Was I seeing something that wasn’t there?

Nothing has changed!!! When we both have finished traveling, I’m sure we will make time to see each other. It’s just bad. I’m horseshit on my phone. I want you to enjoy your trip. I also have travel coming up, and when we both come back, we will definitely catch up again.

You chase when I give you an out. Why?

He told me his schedule. It was clear I wasn’t going to see him before he left. He would be gone for two months.

So what do you want to do? Do we put this on ice until you’re back?

I will be 100 percent when I get back xx I fkn hate travel

So what do we do in the meantime? The time apart is a long time. A lot can happen. I’ve made clear what I want. Do you want to continue with how things are? X

Things are fine how they are xx

And that’s how our story ends…

I wish there was more, but there isn’t. As anticlimactic as those words are, they were the last spoken after months of building something I don’t even know was real.

Things were clearly not fine.

He had time to see me. I asked…again if we could see one another before he left. We had a five-day holiday. He sent a picture with the caption,

Things are really busy at the moment, and I’m really sick.

I didn’t have any reason not to believe him, right? I mean, he was the one who reiterated endlessly that nothing had changed, and he was all in. But Dimples was a liar, which is ironic as I remember he once told me that he is extremely loyal and gets upset when those he cares about aren’t loyal in return.

Mötley was over, and we were drinking and laughing just as we always do. We were talking about Dimples because remember, my friends are just as invested in my affairs as I am. That’s what all good friends do.

I remember reading a quote saying your best friend will hate your ex more than you do, and that’s nothing but the truth with my besties.

I replied and was left delivered for hours which sadly wasn’t an uncommon occurrence of late, hence the confusion and many questions of, what the fuck?

He did say he was sick, so I figured he was resting. But social media is a blessing and a curse.

He posted a story.

It was a bottle of tequila.

And…it was a girl.

My heart sank.

I didn’t want to jump to conclusions, but when he posted another video of them in the car, singing and dancing, I knew my feelings were warranted.

I knew things weren’t okay, but he promised me they were.

But he also promised me so many times that he would see me.

Dimples was a liar.

And I soon came to learn he was a coward as well.

I tried not to speculate, but it’s not hard to see where this is going. It took me less than five minutes to piece together what was going on.

The girl was someone new. My besties did the research and found her on his socials. He dropped the fuckboy go-to fire emoji on her post.

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