My Friend Hid Her New Boyfriend from Me, and When I Finally Saw Him, I Was Horrified – Story of the Day

The next week felt like an eternity. I ran through a million scenarios in my head. What if he was awful? What if he was wonderful and I’d been worried for nothing? What if she was just being an idiot and I needed to forgive her? I was ready to embrace him, to tell her how happy I was for her, to finally put this strange, uncomfortable chapter behind us.

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Friday evening arrived. I dressed carefully, wanting to look approachable, friendly. My partner was at a late work meeting, so I was going alone. She had suggested a new bar downtown, a bustling, trendy place with a rooftop terrace. “He’s running a little late,” she texted, just as I was walking in. “Just grab a table, I’ll be there in a sec. He’ll meet us.”

I found an empty table by the edge of the terrace, overlooking the city lights. The air was cool, the music a low hum. My phone buzzed again. “Just got here! I’m by the bar, getting drinks. My guy just walked in too, he’s heading straight to the table. See you in a sec!”

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