Although we had been dating for only 3 months, it felt longer since we had been spending all of our time together for 6 months before that.
My grandparents live upstate NY 3 hours away, and I was called over to help with construction work on their house. I was away from her for a week. When I came back, the welcome from my girl was distant and very non-affectionate. She ceased having sex, she wasn't loving. It was strange how a week created a total 180. 3 weeks of this lead to heated arguements. Finally, from that same friend that got me the theatre job (our mutual friend), she told me that my girl had cheated on me with "guy A" whom she had a bad break-up with.
I confronted my girl about this and she admitted to it, saying that she thought she still had feelings for this guy and she also felt guilty for cheating on me. Of course I was devastated, going into a deep depression and becoming a recluse. I was a total basket case.
(to be continued)