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My fiancée, Jessica Evans, slapped me hard across the face in front of everyone, and she did it to protect her reputation. I blocked her number and deleted her from every social media platform that same day. Everyone thought I'd lost my mind, but I knew exactly what I was doing. Jessica and I had grown up together, and I'd spent eighteen years chasing after her like a lovesick puppy from the time we were six until we turned twenty-four. On the day I was leaving the country, she stopped me, and her voice carried a confusion I'd never heard before, something that sounded almost like panic. She asked, "Why are you doing this? Because I slapped you?" I looked her straight in the eyes and said each word clearly, "Yes. Because you slapped me."