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Girl, Move The F*ck On!

When Justin and I first started dating my friend Angel told me to be careful because he

had a reputation for being a “player”. I may not have Jennifer’s body, but I was a nice catch

myself so I thought that he wouldn’t dare cheat on me. Justin and I was together for about a

year and I was planning a wedding, even though the man hadn’t asked me to marry him. I was

ready to marry him, move in together, and live happily ever after like my parents. I would drop

little hints and he would NOT pick up any of them. Then one day I flat out asked where this

relationship was going because I was thinking about marriage. So, after he stopped laughing

(yes, the jerk laughed in my face!), he told me that he thought we should live together first

before we got married. He said that if we couldn’t live together as a couple we wouldn’t be able

to live together as a husband and wife. At the time that made sense so he moved into my

apartment.

Everything was going great that first month until he started hanging out late at night

with his friends. Always going to clubs and parties and I wasn’t invited to because it was just

“the guys”. One day my friend Angel calls and tells me she saw Justin and another woman at a

local night club. She tried to get a picture, but with the lights and the flash she couldn’t get a

good one. I confront Justin about it and he denied it. With no real proof, I let it go. A couple

weeks go by and Angel sends me a screenshot of him making inappropriate comments under

another woman’s photo on social media. I confront Justin again, this time with evidence and he