So, by this point in Natalie’s and my relationship things were already close to ending, but there was a final straw. There had already been multiple fights drawn out over days and even a time where we took a break from our relationship but then decided to try again.
This story begins with another evening spent arguing which culminated with me telling her to leave my apartment. She begrudgingly agreed and went on her way.
In the morning, I noticed I received a few texts from a friend of mine that had spent the night bar hopping. She saw Natalie having drinks and being openly flirty and touchy with a man. My friend gave me a brief description of the man and I realized that she had met up with her ex. Naturally, I was pretty pissed-off, but I decided to wait till I saw Nat again before saying anything.
A couple of days later Nat asks to talk and I tell her to come over, hoping to catch her in a lie. She walks into my apartment wearing a light-colored sundress with some sandals. I always loved seeing her in her sundresses and she fucking knew it too. She began by giving me a bull-shit story about how she went and reflected on things when she spoke to her friend Molly that night blah, blah blah.