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Originally Posted by dissentowner
We were there for a week. It was the 4th night we were there and we went bar hopping. There is a bar there called Aunt Tiki's and we met this guy named Johnny who seemed ok. He wanted to hang with us and we got to a bar called the Dungeon, two level bar. We were upstairs and my ex and Johnny went downstairs to get drinks and never came back up. I wandered around the French Quarter all night looking for them but gave up at about 7am and went back to our hotel. At 11ish she came in and told me she went back to his place and slept with him. Needless to say the next 3 days sucked bad, I did nothing. Fast forward to 2010 and I went back to New Orleans to face the demons there. I actually loved the city once I got over that moment. Just felt it was something I needed to do.
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She just told you about it instead of lying?
Seems like she wanted out and that was the perfect excuse?