Date: April 2, 2009, a couple days after I turned 30.
I had been dating a wonderful girl, we’ll call her Ratchet, for almost 3 years. And we were good together, I really did see her as my soul mate. We weren’t living together yet, but I was just a few weeks away from popping the question. However, as plans will be plans will go awry.
Enter my friend (we’ll call him Skidmark), who I’d known since freshman year at a well known university, he was also a fraternity brother and someone I’d be proud to call a real brother. This is the guy I would’ve asked to be my best man, and not as it’s often portrayed in cheesy romantic comedies or whatever. That is, until his act of betrayal when he told Ratchet (A LIE) that I cheated on her. Also, he had no evidence of said infidelity.
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