We had been dating for 3 years. No ring, no proposal — just vibes.
Every time I asked “where is this going?”, he’d say, “soon.”
I was scared he’d leave me. I gave him everything — loyalty, support, my body, even money.
One day, I jokingly said, “What if I’m pregnant?”
He paused and said, “That’s the only thing that can make me settle down.”
That night, I made up my mind.
I sent him a fake pregnancy test result. He froze. Then said, “I’m ready now. Let’s plan a future.”
Things changed overnight. He brought me food. Called me morning and night.
Even took me to meet his mother.
I thought everything was perfect… until he said, “Let’s go to the hospital together for a proper scan.”
My chest started beating like generator. I kept stalling, lying, pretending.
Eventually, I had to fake a miscarriage.
That broke him. I saw the way he cried. Real tears.
And since then, he’s never been the same.
He’s distant now. Cold. Silent.
I feel like I lost him forever — and it’s my fault.
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If you were him, could you forgive? Or is this the end?
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106 days agoWe had been dating for 3 years. No ring, no proposal — just vibes.
Every time I asked “where is this going?”, he’d say, “soon.”
I was scared he’d leave me. I gave him everything — loyalty, support, my body, even money.
One day, I jokingly said, “What if I’m pregnant?”
He paused and said, “That’s the only thing that can make me settle down.”
That night, I made up my mind.
I sent him a fake pregnancy test result. He froze. Then said, “I’m ready now. Let’s plan a future.”
Things changed overnight. He brought me food. Called me morning and night.
Even took me to meet his mother.
I thought everything was perfect… until he said, “Let’s go to the hospital together for a proper scan.”
My chest started beating like generator. I kept stalling, lying, pretending.
Eventually, I had to fake a miscarriage.
That broke him. I saw the way he cried. Real tears.
And since then, he’s never been the same.
He’s distant now. Cold. Silent.
I feel like I lost him forever — and it’s my fault.
---
If you were him, could you forgive? Or is this the end?