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The night I lost my baby, my boyfriend was out at a bar, fooling around with his childhood sweetheart, Claire Evans, and a whole group of friends. Claire sent me a message: [Lana, it's a shame you missed the party tonight. But don't worry, I'll take good care of Alex.] She even sent me a video. The Alex she was talking about was my boyfriend, Alex Walker. In the video, he was drunk out of his mind, lying with his head in Claire's lap. His buddies were egging them on, shouting, "Kiss her! Kiss her!" Alex looked up at Claire, and suddenly pulled her down by the back of her neck and kissed her. The crowd went wild again. Someone shouted, "Alex and Claire look perfect together. Way better than the other one. That ring should've been on Claire's finger." The video cut off right there. Seeing Claire's "typing..." pop up, I quickly replied: [I get it. I wish you two all the happiness. Oh, and about the ring — Alex should buy you a new one. Mine probably won't fit you anyway.] Right after that, I blocked her, packed up my things the moment I was discharged, and left. Later, Alex totally lost it. He threw Claire and all his buddies out, just to beg me to take him back.