It's the daring lunge and riposte of accusation and denial.

"What the fuck just happened?" kept going through my mind.

It's true that we'd decided to think about our relationship, and that we weren't as close as we'd once been. Not that we'd ever had that super fuck spark. You know the one. The first few weeks of a relationship where you can't keep your hands off of each other? Maybe that was the first clue. Too bad we both missed it about four years ago...

She claimed I didn't find her attractive anymore. I felt she never responded when I tried to be affectionate. It's the daring lunge and riposte of accusation and denial. And at the end of it all, we were suddenly roommates.

What the fuck just happened?

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