When I confronted him about it, he told me she was lying and that it was probably a wrong number. The next morning, I had a text from her, "Why did you tell him, you BITCH". This told me he was obviously lying to me. She and I then compare similar stories of his lies, she also tells me he is seeing a third woman. We decide to align forces against him. He continued lying to me, sent me an emotional email promising me his love and sending me a song. After an emotional hour or so, I got a text from the "Mystery Texter". The bastard sent both of us the same song! It was time to tell "The Third Woman" about him and his lies and let her decide for herself.
Her words stung me and it felt like someone kicked me in my stomach, literally. He sent the same song to both of us telling us that it reminded him of each of us whenever he heard it. I couldn’t breathe and although I felt like crying, I was now feeling more angry than sad. How dare he play both of us like this, maybe even a third woman. He wasn’t that special really, I don’t know why he thought he deserved THREE women, especially when he was obviously using all of us. The Mystery Texter sent me the number of the third girl and asked me to let her know as soon as I heard back from her.
I typed, reread, edited and retyped the short text to her about 5 times.
(I paused, took a huge breath and hit send. It was about 20 minutes until the following text arrived.)
“How would you know that?”
Next time: We keep talking more and uncover more lies, but what does she do? Does she want to be a part of a "plan"? I know this part of the story isn't funny really, but we do get the last laugh, so keep reading...
The Single Mom