He was living with his friend when we started dating. He told me he was looking for a place and would leave his friend’s place very soon. Anytime I went to visit him, his friend was there. He would not excuse us or even pretend to give us privacy. He would be involved in my visit until I left the place.

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One afternoon, I visited and his friend wasn’t there. My boyfriend told me he had gone out. He started touching me, but I avoided him. He wanted us to do it, and I told him I didn’t like the idea of doing that in his friend’s house, so he should get his own place first before we could think of doing that.

He spent several minutes trying to persuade me to get intimate. On a normal day, I would have allowed him, but all through, the voice in my head kept telling me not to. He was in a rush. He said we should finish as soon as possible so his friend wouldn’t walk in on us.

My body was willing, but the voice in my head was very loud. “Don’t do it. It’s not safe.”

While he was trying to get me to take off my shirt, I heard a loud sneeze from under the bed. I froze. I quickly composed myself and started getting off the bed while he kept looking at the ceiling. Then the sneeze happened again.

“Who’s that? Aren’t we here alone? What’s happening?”

He kept looking at the ceiling without saying a word. I got down from the bed, looked underneath it, and there was his friend. My heart skipped several beats. “What are you guys trying to do? You want to do it with me while your friend is under the bed? What do you take me for?”

His friend came out from under the bed, opened the door, walked out, and then sneezed again. My boyfriend started defending himself, saying he also didn’t know his friend was under the bed. I saw his reaction when the first sneeze happened. He definitely knew there was someone there.

I walked out of the room and ended the relationship. I even gave him the chance to explain what had happened in exchange for my forgiveness, but he insisted he didn’t know about it. Days later, he made his friend call me to tell me it was his own idea to be under the bed and that my boyfriend didn’t know about it. I asked him, “So why were you there? What were you looking for under your own bed?”

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He also couldn’t explain. The relationship is currently over, but I can’t bring myself to understand what happened. Why was he there? To watch us do it? Or to record us? I feel haunted every time it comes to mind.

—Lucy

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