The evening could not have been better weather wise, a light 78 degrees with minimal breeze. The restaurant sat beneath some condos and was a lot nice... and romantic than I had expected, which was a really good sign. As I was seated I decided to wait and order a nice wine once Antonia arrived. I ordered Voss water and made myself comfortable. Taking in the scene, I just so happened to lock eyes with a woman a couple tables over from me. It was a casual glance but I felt something strange, almost. "Then Jeff asked, "I guess Paisley is up, did she hear anything last night?"Amanda looked at him and simply said, "No I don't think so."The days went by as normal but there was a slight difference. Paisley and Amanda's were more flirtatious with one another. Jeff enjoyed the light teasing and banter between them and even found himself making a few surprise comments now and then. Amanda and Paisley weren't home alone too often until one night Jeff called Amanda to let him know he was going to be. We were walking back to the dorm from the toga party at the campus gym. Twenty minutes earlier, we'd both been dancing with women we were hot after, Monica and Jane respectively. Monica was a friendly, fun-loving type, easy to talk to. Fairly petite and thin, with long permed brown hair. And the breasts under her toga had sure felt nice pressed up against me during the slow dance.Unfortunately, after the slow dance the party was over and the lights came back on. Monica and Jane both rejoined. It was the woman I loved and in which I invested eight years of my life. At that point, everything broke in me. I hated her. I felt nauseous. Various feelings hit me with the light-speed. I made myself crazy and at the same time I was sad. "Who is Enso?", I yelled through the door. She did not answer. "Answer me, who's Enso?", I yelled madly. She opened the door and said rudely: "lover". More shocked, I responded: "What?". "That's my lover!" she yelled. I took a deep breathe and entered the.