I inadvertently stumbled onto the instagram of the girl my ex cheated on me with, as it seems we have more than a couple mutual friends. Scrolling back in time, I saw several photos of him. I also noticed that neither of them follow each other on instagram anymore. I've been communicating with both of them. She and I have been exchanging data and she told me she is so glad she doesn't talk to that guy anymore. I am certain she knew nothing of my existence, because I know him, and she was lied to as much as I was. Anyway, I like her. I was supposed to meet him for lunch today, but after seeing the photos, I canceled. Something came up, I told him.
I dealt with his cheating so cleverly. I knew even before I knew. It took very little effort to expose him, and I did so in the cleverest of ways, such that neither party knows who outed him, thus sparing me from further involvement. Then when he tried to get back with me, I merely asked the woman in question, to affirm that my intuition was spot on. I confronted him emotionlessly, and listened as a friend would, as if the story didn't involve me. I could feel his soul squirm at having been found out. I enjoyed hearing him fearfully try to evade the truth. I will listen to my mystically accurate intuition from now on.
12:15 p.m. - 2012-10-09