Morgan

I told her sister to come over at around 9.45pm because we were going to tell her the truth.

She agreed, and I waited.

The anxiety I felt was tremendous, but I just kept reminding myself that this was all my fault and nobody else but me made that mistake.

When the sister didn't arrive by 10, I knew something was up.

My suspicions were confirmed when they walked in the house together at 10.15.

They sat me down and explained the situation.

Sister had come clean to the girlfriend, and after a brief quarrel and anger, they decided to fuck with me to see how long I would keep the secret for.

Props to them because I was completely blindsided.

Girlfriend, now ex-girlfriend, was very calm and had sister pack her a bag to go stay with her.

I told her my friends and I would bring her belongings and furniture anywhere she wanted me to.

She told me that she didn't want me touching her stuff and she would be moved out when I got home from work on Monday.

Too long, didn't read.

Neither of them were pregnant.

They found out about me cheating and fucked with me.

I'm single now.

That was my first thing.

I was like, ugh.

I'd be an only child.

But I guess, like, what's that saying?

When you hate someone, the enemy of your enemy is my friend?