What’s the most heartbreaking thing someone has told you?

The Initial Betrayal

My manipulative fiancé had an affair with my brother, and they began dating each other. My parents took their side and demanded I support their relationship.

I remember coming home to find my fiancé and my brother making out on the living room couch. I freaked out, dragging him off of her and balling my fist up. I wanted to beat him to a pulp.

She started begging me not to. That’s when she dropped the bomb on me.

“We’ve been thinking of a way to break this to you for some time,” she said. “This isn’t the first time we’ve been together. Please don’t hate us, but we love each other. If you hurt him, you hurt me.”

As soon as she said that, something in me broke. I broke down and, through tears, told them to get the F out because I never want to see them again.

I broke off the engagement. My parents sided with me, sending a very angry text to my brother, strongly expressing their disapproval of what he did.

As the months went on, I half expected Axel and Renee’s relationship to dissolve into nothingness. This did not happen. Instead, they actually began dating openly.

They officially made a Facebook post solidifying their commitment to one another. They posted together, smiling at the beach.

The location of the post was in the Bahamas, and the caption read, “My better half”. I couldn’t believe my eyes. I could feel my eyes burning from the tears trying to form.

I didn’t realize that I had blocked Renee but not Axel. I got a text from my cousin almost as soon as I saw the post of them together. He asked me if I’d seen the post between my ex-fiancé and my brother.

I told him that I hadn’t, and I was honestly a little scared to see it. My heart ached as I unblocked Renee to see her posts on her page. They had been dating for months.

They had posts of each other on her page in the same locations I would take her to. Her favorite diner, the coffee shop we met at, so many sentimental places.

I blocked her again to heal my heart from the pain. I never wanted to see her again.