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
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:
My Team, the Sabres lost again. Got laid though
