flirting

It started with a series of text messages sent in the wee hours of the morning.

I would hear his cellphone’s beep and somehow I felt that there was something not quite right about it.

I would say a woman’s gut feeling is one of her most precious gifts. It is what helped me discover what was wrong.

For a time, I kept quiet about what I felt.

She could be just a friend. I tried to justify to myself.

Don’t be such a little jealous girl. I warned myself.

But why did I have such a nagging feeling about the whole thing?

Finally, I decided to ask. There was no point in killing myself over my own thoughts. Didn’t we say we will be open to each other about our problems?

All I needed to do was ask so I would find out the truth.

But I did not. He lied.