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got home, and I wanted to die. Why would he lie? He must know that I hate lies, but now I know he loves me and I can't change that. After that I must get him out of my head.

The next morning, I knew that I needed to see him Without a plan, I drove over to his house. I could hear him on the phone through the door. He was talking to his friend. I knocked hoping it was just a friend. He opened the door and asked me to come in. I tell him
“What you desire affects me deeply. You need to make a choice between telling me all of the truth about our past and I’ll stay with you, or you don’t tell me and I leave you forever.”

He said we were friends, very close friends. He also told me that he loved me but had a girlfriend at that time, but he never stopped loving me.