2 Sides of the Story
Her Side of the Story:
He was in an odd mood Sunday night. We planned to
meet at a bar for a drink. I spent the afternoon shopping with the
girls and I thought it might have been my fault because I was a bit later than
I promised, but he didn't say anything much about it.
The conversation was very slow going so I thought
we should go off somewhere more intimate so we could talk more privately.
We went to this restaurant and he was STILL acting a bit funny.
I tried to cheer him up and started to wonder whether it was me or something else.
I asked him, and he said no.
But I wasn't really sure. So anyway, in the car on the way back home,
I said that I loved him deeply and he just put his arm around me.
I didn't know what the hell that meant because you know he
didn't say it back or anything.
We finally got back home and I was wondering if he
was going to leave me! So I tried to get him to talk but he just
switched on the TV. Reluctantly, I said I was going to go to bed.
Then after about 10 minutes, he joined me
and to my surprise, we made love.
But, he still seemed really distracted,
so afterwards I just wanted to confront him but
instead I just cried myself to sleep.
I just don't know what to do anymore. I mean, I
really think he's seeing someone else.
His Side of the Story:
The Packers lost. Got laid though.