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She Said She Wasn’t Ready With Me… But Spent the Night With Her Ex

I’m a sophomore. She’s a freshman who peeled fruit for me and tucked me into sunsets. I slept like a lottery winner—barely. We traveled to see her high school crew. Her ex was “just a friend.” Dinner? She went alone. Friday night we stopped short—she “wasn’t ready.” I said I could wait. Chivalry: my favorite bad habit. Saturday, 6 p.m., “going to a party, might not come back.” Later, no calls answered. I smoked my first full pack—with asthma. Romantic, in a Darwin Award way. Sunday at the station she told me not to pick up her ticket. Through the glass, a guy escorted her in like a valet returning a borrowed car. On the train: silence. “I’m sorry,” she said. “Your ex?” Nod. “Sleep together?” Nod. “When I called?” …Silence. The world tilted. High-speed physics, or just me. #CollegeLife #HeartbreakStory #TrustIssues #BulletTrainCrash #ToxicLove