I thought I’d found the perfect boyfriend in Brennen. After almost a year together, I trusted him and felt like part of his close-knit friend group. Then, during a dinner, one of his oldest friends noticed something on my ankle. What happened next made me question everything about our relationship.
At dinner, my boyfriend’s oldest friend kept glancing beneath the table. The third time, I asked what he was looking at.
“That red butterfly tattoo,” Adrien said. Then he turned to Brennen.
What was I supposed to know?
“Brennen, I thought she knew.”
Brennen slammed his hand against the table.
We’d been together almost eleven months. What was I supposed to know?
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I met Brennen through a dating app after a year I would rather forget. I’d ended a four-year relationship, moved into a smaller apartment, and spent most evenings eating cereal while pretending I liked being alone.
“You don’t have to marry the first guy who messages you.”
My friend Nina convinced me to create a profile.
“You don’t have to marry the first guy who messages you,” she said. “Just have coffee with someone who doesn’t know your ex.”
Brennen messaged two days later.
Is the dog in your third picture yours?
She’s my sister’s, but she prefers me if I’m being honest.
Our first date was a bit awkward.
Haha, seems like a smart dog.
We chatted for a week before meeting. Our first date was a bit awkward and I spilled coffee on myself, but he was a perfect gentleman.
“Thank goodness,” he smirked when I sat looking at the coffee stain. “I was afraid I’d be the only cluts on this date.”
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