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We started dating in 2011. I was 19 and I ignored every red flag because I wanted to be loved that badly. By 2014 we were about to move in together. One night he ghosted me. Next morning he swore he had slept in his car outside his dad’s house. A month later I came home, smelled something I didn’t recognise, called his job. He wasn’t there. Years later I looked at him and said if you have any love or respect for me, tell me the truth. He said:
