I used to love her. At least I thought I did. Being manipulated feels a lot like love if you've never experienced the real thing before. And I hadn't.
We met the summer after my junior year. She was gorgeous, the kind of girl who could hook you with just a glance. Every guy was fighting for her attention so when she set her sights on me, I snatched her up.
We started dating shortly after we first hung out, and a whirlwind romance followed. I spent all my free time with her, and if we weren't together, we were texting.
Two months into the relationship, one of my friends started dropping[...]