Reddit Stories - Former partner ABANDONED his career for ASPIRATIONS and ended our ENGAGEMENT through a

Episode Date: February 4, 2026

#redditstories #askreddit #aita #relationshipadvice #breakup #careerchange #engagement #personalstory  Summary: A former partner abruptly abandoned his career to pursue personal aspirations, ultimately leading to the end of our engagement. This decision left me feeling betrayed and confused, as I had invested time and emotions into our relationship. The situation raised questions about priorities and commitment in romantic partnerships.  Tags: redditstories, askreddit, reddit, aita, tifu, relationship, engagement, breakup, personalgrowth, aspirations, career, emotionalbetrayal, commitment, love, trust, advice, storytelling, lifechanges, relationships, experiencesBecome a supporter of this podcast: https://www.spreaker.com/podcast/reddit-stories--6816713/support.This episode includes AI-generated content.

Episode with two stories, first part. I hope you enjoy this story. Former partner abandoned his career for aspirations and ended our engagement through a message a week prior to the wedding. Three years later, he returns expressing a desire to reconcile, but I have since married an acquaintance of his. Hi, so I, 30F, was engaged to my ex-fiancee Felix, 34M, when I was 26, so almost four years ago. We were supposed to get married three years ago, but he dumped me through text a week before the wedding

and took off to Germany, where he had been offered his dream job. Felix and I met each other through friends and had been together for three years before he proposed to me and we got engaged. Felix was a zoology major and he'd been working here as a professor when we met, but I always knew that his dream was to do something great with his life and contribute to the world with whatever he studied, which is really noble. So when he was offered the position of a research specialist for a new study in his field, he accepted the position and moved away without even talking to me. A week before the wedding, he and his friends were supposed to go to Hawaii for his bachelor

trip, but he never showed up to the airport. It was only several hours later that we found out that he was in Germany and that he was breaking things off with me because he'd received a job offer there which he absolutely had to accept. He told me that he knew I wouldn't be able to give up my life, my friends and friends, and family, and my career here and he didn't want me to sacrifice anything either. He also didn't want to give up on his dreams and stay back for my sake. So after months of thinking about this, he decided to go by himself and take the leap alone. He didn't want some long-drawn goodbye or even

a discussion about this, which is why he decided to leave as quickly as he could. He apologized, said that he was sure I'd find someone better than him and he was sorry that it had to end this way. But his dreams were too important for him to give up on. I really didn't have a problem with his dreams or whatever, but I just wished that he would have at least discussed things with me before making the move and accepting the offer all those years ago. I have always been an architect and my only motive to work was to earn money and be able to buy myself everything that I wanted, so I never had any such noble intentions of bringing about change in the world or doing something good for society. I was pretty selfish in my interests, which is why I guess I

didn't understand his priorities. Or maybe I was just a normal person who knew how important communication was and understood that you shouldn't lie to your fiancé and then dump them through text a week before the wedding. But either way, after we broke up we didn't keep in touch obviously and all our friends cut him off as well. He and I had been great while we were together and the breakup had literally come out of nowhere, so even though I tried to be okay with it I really wasn't and I completely broke down in the few weeks following the breakup. Felix paid off all the vendors for the wedding, as an apology, and I didn't have to spend a dime on anything. So I didn't have to have a any reason to talk to him either and our last conversation ended up being the breakup, which I'd go

through almost every day after he left. We had been living together for quite some time before he moved away and a few weeks after he broke up with me, his cousin Sam, 32M, came by to pick up his belongings since he had left a lot of things behind because he didn't want to make me suspicious. I'd met Sam before at a couple of his family get-togethers but we weren't close and neither were Sam and Felix close but apparently nobody else from the family was talking to him and he'd offered Sam $2,000 to have his stuff sent to him. Sam was a guitarist in a band that was still struggling to make a name for itself and he needed the money, so he accepted the offer to get the job done. When Sam came over to the house to gather the last of Felix's belongings, I stayed out of

his way but I think I must have looked really depressed. So instead of just taking the things and leaving, he decided to stay with me for a while and talk to me. I wasn't feeling very talkative, but he didn't leave until I had told him everything about how I was feeling. And once I started, I just couldn't stop. It was embarrassing, but I ended up crying in front of him and he comforted me throughout. He let me cry all my feelings out and then he told me that I had to be strong. He also said that Felix was an idiot and he didn't know what he had lost, which made me feel considerably better about myself. Because Felix's leaving had completely shattered my self-worth and confidence. That day,

He even gave me his number and told me to contact him any time I felt like I wanted somebody to talk to, and then hugged me goodbye. It was a really sweet thing for him to do, even though he had no reason to. He was just there to gather his cousin's things and it wasn't even like we were close. But he still seemed to care about me and that's what really touched me M about him. We stayed in touch and we ended up becoming really good friends in a couple of months. He was actually the one who helped me feel happy again and I don't think I could have recovered from that heartbreak. Had Sam not been with me every step of the way, he would convince me to leave my house, go to work and even hang out with my friends on the weekends instead of

sitting at home and moping or drinking. But he would also understand when I just had to take some time for myself and would come over on those days and just silently be there with me. I didn't even realize when I fell in love with him over time and he started spending more and more time at my place instead of his own. Someday, two years ago, he came to my house and then never left. So that's how we ended up moving in together and even though most people would say that it was weird and rushed, I wouldn't say that because I really do love him and were even married now so I think we're meant to last. We moved in together and eventually, at the beginning of this year, we decided that it was time that we get married because of several practical and legal benefits. It was a small and intimate

ceremony that not a lot of people knew of and that's exactly how we wanted it. Everybody in his family and all my friends had been told not to divulge any of this information to Felix. We didn't want him to get to know about any of this because he would definitely find it really weird that I was getting married to his cousin and I honestly didn't want to deal with the drama. So everybody had been given strict instructions to hide this from him. Even Felix's parents had been invited to the ceremony since they had been really nice to me even after our breakup and they had blessed our union. They'd also promised me that they would keep this a secret from Felix, but I'd been doubtful since they had been in touch with him and had

forgiven him within a couple of months of our breakup. I didn't hold that against them. He was their only son after all. But, thankfully, everybody stuck to their promises, including his parents, and made sure that Felix didn't find out about our marriage. It's been a few months and it's been marital and domestic bliss for me and Sam, and I found out that Felix was right, when he said that I had somebody better in store for me. Everything had been going well but then, last week, Felix showed up at my doorstep out of the blue. And it really took me by shock because I hadn't been expecting him. We hadn't spoken ever since our breakup and it had been three years since then.

After that, he hadn't bothered to talk to me or check up on how I was doing and I never reached out to him either. He had come back to visit home for the holidays a couple of times, which is what some of our common friends told me. But we hadn't met and neither had he met any of our friends. However, this time, he decided to come talk to me, and instead of contacting me and setting up a meeting with me like a normal person, he showed up at my door with a bouquet. Before I even had the chance to say anything,

he apologized for screwing up our relationship and told me that he was now finally ready to work on things and wanted me to take him back. He told me that the study that he had been working on had turned out to be a bust and they had exhausted all their funds. It was unlikely that they'd be issued a good. grant again anytime soon. So he quit his job there and came back here for good. He said that he regretted ever letting go of me, especially the way he broke up with me through text. He said that I

deserved better after being with him for so long and I was glad that he had come to his senses, at least on that front. He ended his romantic speech by saying that now that he was back, we could pick up right where we left off and get married as soon as we could. Because he, in his three years of staying apart from me, had realized that I was the woman of his dreams and he had made a huge mistake by breaking up with me. So he wanted to give our relationship a real chance this time and get back together. I waited for him to finish his speech and didn't interrupt even once while he was talking because I wanted to see where he was going with this. But when he was done talking I didn't say much and just showed him the ring on my finger and informed him that I was already

married to Sam, his cousin, who happened to be a billion times better than him. And that has a apology was too little, too late. His jaw literally dropped to the ground and I took that opportunity to slam the door shut on his face and told him to leave before I did that. I was furious afterward and tried to calm myself down until Sam came back home. It was the weekend and he was out with a couple of his work buddies, so he hadn't been home. His band had broken up a couple of years ago, around the same time when we started getting serious and had joined his friend's dad in their event management business. And if the events they were catering to ever needed a band, he and his friends would regroup and play for them as well. So it was perfect for him. But anyway,

it had been a hard week for him at work because there were a lot of back-to-back. So this was a well-deserved break and I didn't want to bother him. So I didn't text him or call him to tell him about this until he came back home. And only then did I inform him about Felix's visit. He told me that he had received several calls from his uncle, Felix's dad, but he didn't know what it was about and since he was out with his friends, he figured that he could just come back and call him. But now that he knew, he felt uncomfortable about the whole thing. He told me that he hadn't really considered how this was going to look to Felix when he found out. I told him that it didn't matter what he thought because he was the one who dumped me without a proper explanation or even a

goodbye, and his opinion was pretty much irrelevant. After that comfort, he was a matter. After that we decided to talk to Felix's parents, since they had been trying to reach Sam several times while he was out. They had tried to call me as well, but I hadn't really checked my phone because I was annoyed. Once we were on a call with them, they informed us that right after Felix visited me, he went to his parents' place and really flipped out on them because of what he had learned. First, he yelled at them for keeping this a secret from him for so many months. years, if you count the time that we were dating and living together, he accused them and his entire family of betraying him and said that they were all sick in the head for supporting

our marriage and allowing this to happen. He said that apparently, I was a disgusting person to go after his cousin because I couldn't have him. And he was convinced that I was just doing this for revenge and that I actually had no real feelings for Sam. He said that I was just using him to make him jealous but the jig was up now, and he wasn't jealous but just disgusting. I couldn't believe that he would say such things about me, because not one word of it was true. If I actually wanted to make him jealous, then I would have done that way back, and wouldn't have waited for him to come crawling back to me, only to tell him that I'm married now. And most importantly, I'm not a psycho who is still hung up on him and got married just to make

him feel insecure. I have real feelings for Sam and that's why I'm with him. I don't owe him an explanation, so I didn't follow up on this in the next couple of days. Both Sam and I tried to pretend that he hadn't come back at all and tried to move on with our lives. But Felix showed up again a couple of days ago and this time, both of us were at home. The two of us had just returned from work and when we heard Felix shouting for us, we made our way out and saw him making a drunken scene in the street in front of our house. He was screaming at the top of his lungs about how we had ruined his life, which did didn't even make sense because he didn't even know about us up until a couple of days ago.

As soon as we opened the door and he spotted me, we realized that we had made a mistake because the moment he saw me, he started sobbing violently. He started talking about how he had truly loved me and how he had never stopped thinking about me, even when he was living in Germany. And the only reason he hadn't reached out to me was because he didn't want to disturb my peace by coming back into my life again. He said that he could make his peace with the fact that I had moved on. But he couldn't come to terms that I had moved on with his cousin, of all people. He said that I was selfish and inconsiderate and that it was shameless of us to get married knowing about my history with him. At that point, Sam called the police and had him taken away,

but I couldn't stop thinking about the things that he said. It was really upsetting to see him act that way because he was usually quite a put-together guy. And it was clear to me that seeing me with Sam had really broken him. Sam and I haven't talked about that incident and are pretending that it never happened. But I don't know for how much longer we can go on acting like these things aren't happening. To be honest, we had never really considered what would happen once Felix came back and how he would react to this or what he would have to say about our marriage. And honestly, it shouldn't matter but for some reason, it does. We were able to ignore my past with him for so long because he wasn't around us. But now that he's back and is making his presence felt,

it's becoming more and more difficult for us to ignore that part of my history. Things haven't been awkward between us, thankfully. But we know that there is a lot that is unsaid between me and Sam and I desperately want to talk about this and get it out of the way. At the same time, I can't help but feel that Felix is probably right to be weirded out by me and Sam getting together. If my ex got married to my cousin, I would probably feel the same way. And on top of that, there was also the fact that his entire family was a part of this. They knew about it and never told him, which might have led to a complete breakdown. But that's not really my fault in yet, for some reason, I keep feeling like it is. So Ida for marrying my ex-fiancee's cousin after he broke up with me

over text just a week before our wedding? Update one, hi, so first of all, thank you to everybody who replied to my post and stood with me. It means a lot to me and Sam that so many people are on our side. I will always be grateful for everyone who had such kind things to say about us because we really needed it to get our act together, especially with whatever has been happening with Felix and stuff. It's been a week since he had to be taken away by the cops when he turned up drunk at our doorstep and created a scene and by now, pretty much the entire family knows about it. They made it a point to reach out to us and tell us that we were not in the wrong and we shouldn't fall for whatever Felix had been saying about us.

There is nothing shameless or gross about us falling in love and getting married. In fact, it is anything but disgusting. It's beautiful and we need to own it instead of letting some low-life loser get to us with his negativity. Everybody has cut ties with him including his parents and I couldn't be happier about it. Literally, not even one person from his family is supporting him and that tells me and Sam everything that we need to know. It's perfectly all right for us to get together because it's not like I was cheating on him

and he's the one who broke up with me, in the worst way possible. And Sam healed me, so I have nothing to be ashamed of. I also told my friends about it and they were on my side too. They said that Felix was just crazy and jealous and that made me feel a lot better. But even then, Sam and I have decided to get counseling. because Felix's return has not been easy for us to deal with, as a couple, and we feel like we need to work certain things out. We start in a couple of days. Update 2, okay, so Felix only gave us two weeks to deal with our feelings. Before he made his next attack and this happened to be

online. Last time, he had insulted us to our face by turning up at our house, drunk and crazy. this time, he felt the need to reach more people and talk crap about us in front of a wider audience, so he posted a rant about us online. He accused us of being together just because we wanted to get back at him and said that both of us were failures who couldn't stand to see other people succeed. And we had probably bonded over him and got together just out of spite. He even implied that the reason I didn't try to win him back after the breakup was because I had already been involved with Sam, and he had just given me the perfect out. It was disgusting for him, to imply that I had been cheating on him when he knew very well that that wasn't the case.

I'd been crazy in love with him, but he was the one who broke things off with me so he could chase after his dreams or whatever. He didn't even deem me worthy of a conversation and yet, he expected me to wait around for him. Talk about entitlement and delusion. I didn't see the post myself because I haven't followed him on any platform ever since we broke up, but a couple of my friends sent it to me. I told them that I'd sue him for slander if he kept that up and told them to pass on the message and only then did he take that post down. But then he texted me and told me that I deserve this and called me a very nasty word that starts with W. I really lost it then and told him that if he ever texted me again, then I really would ruin his life

and make sure that he never recovered from it. Even then, he had the audacity to reply to it and said that I deserved to end up with Sam because he was nothing but a loser who was mediocre with a guitar and completely worthless without it. And then, he said that he was pretty sure. sure that if I had managed to find somebody, then he probably had someone more beautiful than me waiting for him and he had no regrets about dumping me. He only wished that he could have done it on the day of the wedding and made me cry a little more. I was shocked that he could even think these things, let alone say them. I decided to block his number after that, which I hadn't done even in the past couple of years. Because I never expected that he would text me and I was definitely

not going to text him, so it just slipped my mind. But now, he was finally. He was finally. He was finally blocked and he had no other way to reach me. If he turns up at my house again, then I will definitely file for a restraining order. Update 3, hi, so I sent screenshots of my last conversation with Felix to his entire family and all my friends. None of them were talking to him anyway and those screenshots just made sure that they wouldn't talk to him ever again. Everybody was just as shocked as I had been when I saw those texts and it all made sense

when his parents told us that he had taken up drinking in Germany. Apparently, he was telling the truth about not being able to move on from me, even when he was staying there. And because of that, along with his unsuccessful research project, he started hitting the bottles. And now, I have a serious addiction. It explains this behavior, but it doesn't excuse anything. His parents told us that he had been living in a hotel,

but they decided to bring him back home because they were afraid that they would lose him otherwise. They apologized to both of us on his behalf for everything and said that they had to take care of him, because he was his only child. And they couldn't live with themselves if they abandoned him. Honestly, we can understand where they're coming from and well, we really don't want to hold it against them. Ultimately, they are his parents and he has nobody to count on but them. And I don't think any of us would want something to happen to him, no matter what kind of person he is.

His parents are nice people. They have always been kind to me and have stood up against him when he messed up, so if they want to help him out, I respect that. Sam and I are more in love than ever and marriage counseling has made us stronger than ever. In fact, we've even started thinking about a baby and finally starting a family together. I'm in the talks for a promotion and with a better salary, we can move into a bigger house with a better location. So that's how it's going for us and we hope it only gets better now. That's the end of the first story. Let's begin the second one. I hope you enjoy this story.

My partner attempted to deceive me into parenthood, unaware that I had undergone a surgical procedure to prevent conception. I am not the biological father. This occurred gradually over a period of several years. This is a throwaway, and the story may turn out longer than I thought. The back story. I have some buddies at work that like to go out with their soes on double dates sometimes. I was invited on several occasions, but let them know I'm not currently dating.

So what do they do? They get me a date, of course. It's a co-worker of buddies so. We'll call her P. P. was a very shy, quiet girl from a family that wasn't as strict, or super-religious. She seemed out of place at first, but looking back I think she fit in with the crowed more than she let on. I won't give the so's or buddies labels, because they are not relevant for most the story. but they are important for how she and I met, and one or two other occasions. So as three couples went out.

We hit it off, and become fast friends drinking the night away, and I end up kissing her and paying for a taxi to take her home. The scare. Six months later me and P. are living together, she moved in with me, and we are great together, we don't fight, and if we do it something silly that blows over seconds after it begins. One night after we had done the deed I looked down and noticed my condom broke, panic mode engaged. I start freaking out and tell her what happened.

She immediately calms me down and says she's on BC, I get relieved, but then relief turns to surprise. She never mentioned this to me before, did she? She passes it off as something she mentioned to me, but I was busy with Fallout New Vegas at the time. Yeah, this was around when that game came out, so I probably didn't notice her say anything. Again looking back, this should have been a red flag, I chalked it up to extra precautions on her part and felt really good about my how well we work together. She was being responsible for both our sake, B.C. along with condoms can only make things extra safe, right?

Nope. She gets sick a week later complaining that she is always in the bathroom, and can't hold food down. Yeah. You know where this is going, the P-stand for pregnant. Now, I am usually a pretty calm guy, but man oh man was I flipping my shit, not at her mind you, I make pretty good money, enough for her to only work part-time, and go to school, I don't go to school, I worked, and still do but in a much higher position. In a trade career which I won't name for anonymity's sake, babies change things though, that meant she would have to stop school, stay home for several months, and then full-time job, I wasn't worried about me, but her, I can manage, but she wanted to. to finish school and be stable enough so that if we ever decided to have kids it wouldn't be in this kind of situation.

Well, she ends up getting an abortion, begs me not to tell her parents, who again are not super religious, but this is a big negative to them. It took months of her talking to them and me courting her to let us live together, she and I were both 21 at this time, so of course I wasn't going to say anything, I was almost shocked at her decision, that's right, hers, I hoped she would get one for her sake, and mine in all honesty. But I would have stayed and raised that child with her through hard times because I loved her. For about four months, we barely talked, I thought things were over, but then one night everything just magically went back to normal, I thought, yes, we are okay again, this was also a red

flag, but in my excitement, I don't think I realized it. Now, having a big scare like that, and knowing she was on BC led me to the decision some of you may or may not cringe at. Vasectomy I had one Now, I went in for the consult with my primary care doctor and was referred to where I had it done. A week of ice and paid vacation, now, I know what you are thinking, and I saved some juice for later just in case, and although I should have, I didn't tell P. Now, I know that, you're thinking WTF. But honestly, she was on break at the time visiting family. I wanted to wait and let her know when she got home and not discuss it when her parents are around, wasn't sure how they would react if they overheard, I'm sure. sure you can see how much her family opinion matters, and that will come up later too. I was back at work on light duty and business picked up fast, I had no time to even text, or call her letting her know I needed to talk to her about something important.

By the time she got home we both got so busy that I didn't even mention it, this may seem odd since it's a major game changer for a relationship, but I was also a young man whose life was and still is mostly, full of constant go, go, go work, work, work, shit just vanishes to the cold storage sometimes. A heartbreak. Fast forward two and a half years, I was promoted a few times, was high off life, love my so, and we were thinking about getting married when she finished school, by this point our relationship had progressed enough that we no longer used BC pills or condoms. Now, she said she got an IUD to prevent pregnancy, I thought that was odd at first, thinking about how I was snipped. Oh well, maybe she just wanted to be extra sure, well, not so much.

About midway through August 2014 and she gets sick again, this time we have no idea what she could have, I rush her to the ER, and become that guy who took his so to the hospital, to find out she is pregnant. Now, the first thing most of you guys probably think I did was scream fuck you or cheat her, nope, I acted just as surprised as she did, told her it's fine. We can get through this and I'm with her 100%. The truth. Now state laws differ, and your results may vary, but here, unless the father signs a birth certificate himself in person, it doesn't count, I made sure, because the first thing I did after getting some time alone from her was see my company's attorney for a consult. He recommend me a good person to seek legal counsel in, paternal matters.

A week and a half or so later I meet him and make sure if I have undeniable proof that I'm not the father, I would have no responsibility for the baby, or P. According to our state laws, so I had my assurances, and as far as she knew, it was probably mine right, after all, we were not using any BC at all, none, turns out she had scheduled the appointment, had it put in, but was removed because of complications that cause pain and swelling, this I was not informed of, now, normally I leave personal belongings alone, I trusted her, and did not want to be the overbearing so that looks at your shit by accident we both had our own phones, PCS and tablets. So she didn't suspect a thing when I searched through literally, no joke guys, hundreds of emails

of her back and forth setting updates, times, and prices that's right, she was effing for cash, or so I thought, turns out, she was actually effing for free and selling meds that she stole from patients. The abortion she got was not the first, oh, did I mention, she was in school to become an RN, she would sneak meds anyway she could. She would take them from old people, young people, cancer. Patience, she was a sneaky fucker too. She had all of this from me, and her teachers, as well as her parents, her biggest supply was using people she had previously fuck slash sold to. She would have them get hurt, or help them get hurt, and then get them prescribed pain pills, the revenge, I hope you stuck it out, and I hope this belongs here,

for the entire time of her pregnancy, I said nothing, to her, her parents, her friends, her teachers, she was close to graduating, and close to being. A mom, everything was so happy for her, everything was going great, well, I got an apartment and paid rent for it secretly, the place we lived was in her parents' name, reason being at a moment's notice they wanted to be able to kick me out for wronging their daughter this turned out to be an amazing blessing, started selling my stuff to put into a fund for the baby, but was really moving it to my new place. She thought I was crazy when I sold my gaming rig, laptop, and Xbox, I said, it's all for us. Baby, now, this next part was risky, but I had no

choice, I needed some help, I talked to the buddy who got me with her to begin with, they will be B and so, B had left the company I worked for, so this would not negatively affect him in any way, I needed more info on P's part-time job so that I could get back at her, so was her boss, and she was exactly the same to them on the outside as she was to everyone else. To this day, I kind of admire her ninja ability, but it's also why I have no. Regrets or guilt, I told them everything, showed them everything, B, and so were shocked, sad, sorry for me, sorry for her, then effing furious with her, how dare she manipulate them like this, so stated things go missing from the workplace, cash draws short, but P has always covered some kind of way, she had been framing people,

was just very careful and calculated in her plans. So said she in all honesty never looked real hard at her either. Her facade had everyone fooled, well, lucky for. Me, so said in P's maternity leave, security cameras were replaced, and better quality, we made our plan then, in comes the week that she is due, she is wheeled into the hospital and stays for three nights before she births him, I have no problems with the child, as you will soon find out, but at the time he was a symbol of misplaced trust and a broken heart, they have to take the baby away after a few minutes. He is jaundice and although he seems fine want to make double sure, she reluctantly, lets him go.

He what should we name our son, I tell you readers, I must have looked like the cat from Alice, I sure felt like I was, our, you mean your, what color she had left drains, and she stammers to speak before I put my hand up and tell her, I got a snip six months after we started dating, her face almost seems to cave in, that confirms for me the baby is only your baby, not ours, baby, but yours, and yours alone, alone, tears. Nothing but tears, I told her that she was never to speak to me again. And walked out, I told the medical staff that under no circumstances was my name to be on that certificate.

I was a concerned former boyfriend that she cheated on, and she was a junkie. Lab reports on the cord blood unfortunately later showed this to be true, but the baby was fine, D, and that I was only here to make sure her baby was all right, I was not to be contacted, and if she says I'm her boyfriend don't believe her. If I needed to prove that to them I would, I left, packed my shit, and left to my new apartment, pro revenge, I know what you're thinking, that was not really that harsh at all, I didn't think so either, I waited until she was back at home, I left my keys, and $400 in an envelope at her place so that she had money when she was out, and also to bait her, I knew that she would either, A, buy some more pills, B, try and sell her busted

cooter C, maybe just maybe get her shit together and fix herself, D cry to mommy, work, and school, I'll take A, B, and D for $400. Alex, that's right, she did all three, now, I know at this point I'm okay on the work front, I'm also okay on the parent situation, the moment she was released her parents picked her up because I wasn't there, she called them, complained, told them everything, I was going to be thrown out. But what's this? I'm not there. She was probably upset she didn't get the joy of kicking me to the curb. Instead there was the envelope for her with $400 and the keys, I don't know what went through her head. But she was already back into her normal routine before long. She must have thought

I skipped town completely, calling work leads to a not here they were informed, asking so leads to be hasn't heard from him. She thought she got off the hook, with one baby, and nothing else, a while, later she gets fired, security footage shows her manipulating drawers and framing other employees, she tells her parents it wasn't her, they believe her. Next, her school gets a big package from an anonymous source. Letting them know she was recently fired for stealing and substance use, now, I am not sure how she got through school, and the hospital without these substances in her system popping a red flag, I know they tested the cord blood from the baby, and I specifically

specifically stated she was a junkie, I never dug into it, probably should have, her school has zero tolerance policy against substance use, the package also contained the emails, as well as messages to and from buyers, sellers, and anyone else. She did shady shit with, did I mention, the hospital she worked at also got a package, and the police, her parents disowned her, fired, expelled, and CPA was on her case, to wrap it up, she lost everything, including the base. baby, he's fine now though, his real dad was found, she basically went back and looked for anyone that could have possibly been the father at that point in time, kind of impressive considering.

The guy was 29, call him D, had been divorced, and was lonely, I understand, he had a great house and income, so he was given custody after a paternity test, best part, the other couple we were with on the first date, she fucked that guy, that's right, he actually still at my company too. I remember when he went through the divorce, I didn't talk to him much, so I had no idea he banged her, it only took one time, she never told anyone she met for sex she was in a relationship. He had no idea we were dating, he didn't talk with me enough. And I was in a different part of the workplace at that point, so, in the end, she has no home, no friends, no job, no career, a rap sheet, and now her kid is with his dad and she gets zero visiting, I'm single, still hang out with her parents.

so and D have my job, my apartment, and best of all. I'm not the baby daddy.