I Thought My Boyfriend Was Cheating, But When I Followed Him, What I Saw Was Even Worse

I started noticing subtle changes in David—short, distant texts, canceled plans, and a phone always facedown. My gut told me something was wrong, but I tried to ignore it. Until one night, when he bailed on seeing me again, I decided to follow him—just to put my mind at ease.

His car led me to a run-down building on the edge of town. I watched from a distance, unsure of what I’d find. When he disappeared inside, I hesitated… but then followed.What I saw shattered me.Inside, David was laughing with another man. Then he kissed him. It wasn’t just a kiss—it was intimate, full of emotion. I stood frozen, heart pounding, barely able to breathe. The man handed him an envelope, and they talked quietly before David left through the back.I drove away in shock. This wasn’t the man I thought I knew.The next morning, he called like nothing had happened, asking to meet for coffee. I agreed—partly for closure, partly out of disbelief.Sitting across from him, I could barely speak. But then I did.“I saw you last night… with him. Why didn’t you tell me?”His face went pale. “I never meant for you to find out that way,” he said, voice trembling. “I’ve been with him for a while. I thought I could keep it separate… I didn’t want to hurt you.”But he had.The truth was out—and with it, the relationship I thought I had came crashing down. What I mistook for love had been built on secrets. And now, nothing would ever be the same.