We were on the beach when I found out about the other woman.
The moonlit waves hit the shore while we sat in the sand, bundled up on a cold night at the Virginia Beach Oceanfront. My date—a super fun guy I’d met at Mass a month earlier—had taken me out a handful of times but still hadn’t broached an important subject: our relationship.
That he kept his secret so long was a red flag I couldn’t ignore. In my latest post for CatholicMatch, I write about 5 more red flags you don’t have to settle for. Click here to read it.