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My Wife Cheated at a Halloween Party... With Tarzan | True Story
Aug 5, 2025
#redditrelationship #aita #redditstories My Wife Cheated at a Halloween Party... With Tarzan | True Story It was supposed to be just another Halloween party — costumes, laughs, and booze. I dressed as a pirate. She, my wife, was Catwoman. What unfolded that night shattered my world. From flirtatious glances to hushed kitchen whispers, I uncovered a betrayal that had been brewing beneath the surface. What happened next changed everything — a confrontation, a punch, and a humiliating public meltdown. This is the true story of a man betrayed, a marriage exposed, and a night that went from festive to catastrophic. 🎭 Costumes can't hide secrets forever. 🔔 Subscribe for more gripping stories of love, betrayal, and redemption. #HalloweenBetrayal #MarriageDrama #CaughtCheating #TrueStory
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When she and I arrived at the Halloween
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party, the night was already buzzing
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with energy.
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Music thumped through the house,
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laughter spilled into the chilly air,
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and a sea of costumed guests swirled in
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a chaotic dance.
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It was a scene straight out of a movie,
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and I, dressed as a swashbuckling
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pirate, felt like an extra in my own
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life, the duel of the demigods. My
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attention, however, was immediately
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drawn to Collins. She was a vision in a
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skintight jet black Catwoman costume, a
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testament to her dedication to fitness
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and a reminder of the undeniable allure
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she held. I often forgot just how
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stunning my wife was, especially now a
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mother of two. As she gave me a quick
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peck on the cheek and disappeared into
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the crowd, I felt a familiar pang of
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pride and a flicker of something else.
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Making my way to the drinks area, I
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found my friends engaged in a debate
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that was as old as time itself. Hulk or
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Superman?
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Despite the combined intellect of the
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room, I couldn't help but feel a little
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silly. The answer to me was obvious.
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Superman, with his superhuman speed,
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strength, and laser vision, was the
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superior choice.
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I waited into the fray, confident in my
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lifelong knowledge of Marvel and DC
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comics, and began to lay out my case.
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But my arguments, as articulate as they
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were, only fueled the fire. Soon the
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conversation devolved into a cacophony
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of shouting, interrupted by the
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occasional sloshing of beer. In the end,
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everyone agreed to disagree, opting
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instead to surrender to the party's
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boozy, joyful chaos. As I sipped my
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beer, I kept a watchful eye on Collins.
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She was laughing with her best friend,
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Susie, who was also dressed as Catwoman.
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Collins and Susie were an unlikely pair.
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They were as different as night and day.
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Collins, a thoughtful and reserved
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beauty, and Susie, a firecracker of a
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woman who was married to Dominic.
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Dominic was a character. Unlike me, a
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restaurant manager with a college degree
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and a history as a boxer, Dominic worked
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with his hands. He was built like a
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brick house, a walking advertisement for
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heavy lifting and a gym membership.
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With his long hair tied back in a
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ponytail and a thick beard, he looked
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less like a modern man and more like an
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Aztec warrior. Tonight he was a Tarzan,
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and to me it was a move that rire of an
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insecure need for attention. I never
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disliked him, but I never warmed up to
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him either. I was Don Draper. He was
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called Drogo. It was an oil and water
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kind of situation, a pirate's jealousy.
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As the night progressed and the drinks
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flowed, Dominic's flirtatiousness
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intensified. His crude jokes and
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innuendos, which seemed to amuse the
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other women, graded on my nerves. I
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watched as he hovered around Collins,
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his eyes lingering just a little too
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long, his compliments a little too
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suggestive.
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Are you enjoying yourself, Barnes?
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Colin's voice, a sweet whisper in the
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loud music, broke my train of thought. I
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nodded and she stood beside me, her eyes
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drifting toward Dominic.
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I caught the look on her face. A
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fleeting moment of appraisal, of
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undeniable desire, and a cold wave of
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jealousy washed over me. "You know,
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Dominic, sweetheart, always craving the
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spotlight," she said, her voice laced
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with an amused tenderness that only
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served to stoke my jealousy. "Jalous?"
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she asked, a playful glint in her eyes.
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"Of him?" I scoffed, my tone defensive.
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I don't need to strip down to get
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attention. She laughed, but the sour
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taste of my beer lingered in my mouth. I
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tried to shake off the feeling to lose
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myself in the party, but the image of
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Collins's eyes on Dominic's muscular
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physique was seared into my mind. Later,
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I noticed Dominic making a move. I found
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them in the kitchen, their heads
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together, their conversation hushed and
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intimate. A primal anger flared within
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me. When Dominic saw me, he retreated,
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his smirk a silent taunt. "Hi, darling.
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I was just looking for you," Collins
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said. Her voice a little too bright, her
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smile a little too forced. "In the same
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place all night," Collins, "What were
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you two talking about? You looked
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awfully cozy." My voice was a low growl.
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Nothing happened, Barnes. Dominic was
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just being his usual flirty self.
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She patted my cheek, a condescending
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gesture that only fueled my anger. I'm
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just a bit tipsy, honey. Don't worry.
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But I did worry. For the rest of the
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night, they kept their distance, but
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their secret glances were enough to
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confirm my worst fears. I needed a
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break. I needed a bathroom, a
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confession, and a confrontation. As I
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emerged from the bathroom, I saw him,
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Dominic, waiting for me. He was a man
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consumed by alcohol, and his eyes held a
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predatory glint. "Got a problem,
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Barnes?" he slurred, his words thick
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with menace. "I tried to walk away to
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avoid the confrontation, but he grabbed
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my arm." "Regret what?" he jabbed, a
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cruel smile playing on his lips. "Like
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sleeping with your pretty wife." His
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words were a punch to the gut, a
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thunderclap in the quiet hallway. He
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went on, his voice a low, disgusting
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torrent of crude remarks about Collins.
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I saw red. The pirates's hat was gone,
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but the fury remained. I lunged forward,
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and the sound of my fist connecting with
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his face was a sickening crunch that
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echoed through the house. I descended
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the stairs, and there she was, Collins,
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her eyes wide with a mix of fear and
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shame. The tears streaming down her face
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confirmed everything. "Call emergency.
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Dominic's unconscious," she cried. But I
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couldn't move. I just stood there
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looking at the woman I thought I knew.
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The world a blurry, chaotic mess around
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me. "What the hell did you do to my
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husband?" A voice shrieked behind me.
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"It was Susie, her fists a blur as they
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pummeled my back. I dodged her swings
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and someone pulled her away." "Did you
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know your husband slept with Collins?" I
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yelled at Susie, but her silence was all
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the answer I needed.
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Barnes, we need to talk, but not here,"
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Collins pleaded, her hand on my
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shoulder. I spun around, a volcanic rage
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erupting from deep within me. "No,
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Collins, you're going home with your
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boyfriend and his wife. I'm leaving." I
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turned to leave, but she grabbed my arm,
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her face a mask of furious tears. "You
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can't leave me here. We're going home,
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and we're going to talk. Do you hear
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me?" Her rage made no sense. She was the
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one in the wrong. Yet, she was acting as
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if I had betrayed her.
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I can't handle this, Collins, I said, my
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voice shaking. Don't go home. I could
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end up in jail for assault. I don't want
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to add domestic violence to the mix.
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Damn you, Barnes. Damn you, she
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shrieked, poking a finger into my chest.
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You want to punch me? Go ahead, coward.
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At least you'll acknowledge me. Damn it.
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It would be the first time you've
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touched me in weeks.
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The party guests were now a silent,
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gaping audience. Collins, in a moment of
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public humiliation, laid bare the cracks
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in our marriage. She accused me of
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neglect, of being too tired for her, of
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finding time for silicone Barbie dolls
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online. Her voice rose to a crescendo of
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pain and fury, and I, a man who had just
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been betrayed, found myself speechless.
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I had no witty retort, no comeback. I
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just had to leave.
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As I drove off into the night, the sound
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of her sobs and the judgmental stares of
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our friends echoed in my mind. The
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pirate was gone, the Catwoman was
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crying, and the jungle man was
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unconscious.
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I was left with nothing but the
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deafening silence of a broken