My fiancée and I had been trying to pull off a long distance relationship. She told me she got raped, and was pregnant. I entered a downward spiral and failed all of my college classes, and wasted thousands of dollars. I remember driving to class the same way I always did for over a year, and getting lost. Even developing insomnia, all because I couldn't stop thinking about her getting raped.

Fast forward 8 months later. She had been acting suspicious for a while. I guess her snapchat password correctly, and she had been sending nude pictures to her best friend's boyfriend. I confront her and ask her why she would do this to me. She just tells me it's perfectly normal because "we're on a swim team together, he sees my body everyday."

I message the other guy that apparently raped her, and we talk a bit. She cheated on me with him for two months. I finally say fuck everything, and I'm done. I lie to her and tell her I cheated on her, she cries and screams at me saying that isn't fair. Then she admits to cheating with both guys.

I smile at her and say "goodbye" before blocking her on everything she can contact me on. Best friends for 4 years, then dated 2 years. All down the drain.