Hey, Hey Waffle gang, I do hope you are well. My name is Mark and today we're checking out some more relationship stories. And if you do love a Reddit story, why not consider in that like, subscribe, maybe that notification bell too. Not sure why I always laugh when I say that. I just think I say it so many times, you guys must be like, ah, shut up Mark.

Let's crack on with today's first story.

Now, today's first story is from a throwaway account who says,

fiance said her ex was the love of her life.

And we do have updates to this post as well.

My fiance, female 31 and I Male 33, got engaged in October last year, and I've been in a

relationship for five years.

Everything has been great and I can honestly say that I've never met anyone who comes close to

her.

She's absolutely been the love of my life. I've known her most of it.

We grew up on the same street just around the corner from each other. Her mom and dad still stay

in the same house and I stay in the same house I grew up in, which my mom left to me when she

passed away in 2014. We still don't officially live together yet, but for all intents and purposes, she lives here.

Her and her parents are close though, and she still has her bedroom there, and would occasionally

spend the night there, but she's never away from here.

So, this morning, I decided to go take a walk to the shops to buy some things, and as

I was about halfway down, 15-minute walk, I realized I'd forgotten my face masks.

Masks are mandatory here in shops since the 10th of July.

So I had to walk back and get mine.

When I walked in the door to grab the mask from the kitchen table, I heard her

speaking to someone loudly on the phone in the living room, and she said, yeah, but David will always

be the love of my life. David is her ex-boyfriend. I don't know a great deal about him, but I know they were

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