f is for friends

My boyfriend and I escaped NY to stay with his family across the country in February. Four months later, it is our first time living together and our relationship grew to be better than ever. A week ago, we went to a family member’s house for a small birthday gathering. I offered to take the car to pick up extra drinks, then panicked as I realized I didn’t have the address to get back. I called his phone only to find it had been left in the car. Fortunately, I remembered his passcode; unfortunately, it led me to find deep emotional texts to another woman. Hearing about this, my best friend flew across the country and picked me up to drive back together. I have never felt more loved.