We’d been in Ploiești for the past few days, visiting our families and hanging out with high school friends who happened to be home. Not many were, but we still had a blast.
Until last night. Robert had started a huge fight over the phone when I’d told him we were going to spend the weekend in the Prahova Valley in one of the mountain resorts there. He’d accused me of spending too much time with Seba and even went to imply that I had a thing for him.
I’d never told Robert about the many times Seba and I had had s*x. I didn’t feel like I owed him that. Seba and I were friends. We’d added s*x to the mix when we’d been lonely and horny. I never asked about the many girls he’d f****d, a large number of them, while also seeing me, so I never bothered to tell him who I’d f****d while we weren’
