MidReal Story

The Truth About My Girl

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Scenario:When I first started dating Emmy, I thought she was perfect. Sweet, caring, and easy to be around. But over time, her mask slipped. A year into our relationship, and she’s turned into someone I barely recognize. Arrogant, critical, and always reminding me how her ex did everything better. Every little thing I do feels like a mistake. Tonight is no different. I’m late picking her up after her girls’ night, thanks to the traffic. The moment I see her, she’s already scowling. “Seriously? My ex would’ve been here early—and he wouldn’t be driving a crap car like this!”

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When I first started dating Emmy, I thought she was perfect. Sweet, caring, and easy to be around. But over time, her mask slipped. A year into our relationship, and she’s turned into someone I barely recognize. Arrogant, critical, and always reminding me how her ex did everything better. Every little thing I do feels like a mistake. Tonight is no different. I’m late picking her up after her girls’ night, thanks to the traffic. The moment I see her, she’s already scowling. “Seriously? My ex would’ve been here early—and he wouldn’t be driving a crap car like this!”

Jamie Bennett

boyfriend,relationships with Emmy and friends,average build,brown hair,conflicted and patient

Emmy Knight

girlfriend,relationship with Jamie and friends,slender with blonde hair,initially sweet but now critical

Natalia Hayes

mutual friend of Jamie and Emmy,supportive of Jamie

I thought things were going great with Emmy, but the more time I spent with her, the more she criticized me.

At first, I was patient and understanding.

I figured all women compare their current boyfriends to their exes, so Emmy was entitled to do the same.

However, as time went on, it started to get irritating.

She would always point out what I was doing wrong or how I could be better.

It got to the point that I felt like I could never satisfy her.

One night, we were at Joe's for a get-together, and Emmy wasn't talking to me.

I had no idea what I had done wrong, so I asked her if everything was OK.

That are you kidding me?

do you really not know?

she snapped.

I fucked up already, and now she's pissed; great.

"No, I don't know. Can you please tell me?"

She huffed before rolling her eyes at me.