About 3 weeks ago I started speaking to this guy who lives in London, we hit it off and the connection (even just through FaceTime initially) was amazing.
He decided to drive all the way to Cornwall and rent an Airbnb for a week to 'see me' whilst also working.
He arrived last Friday and was busy seeing 'friends' until he eventually met me on Tuesday night. We then met again on Wednesday night, this time I went back to the AirBnB he was staying in. Another amazing night and we connected on more than an emotional level... ugh
Since then, he hasn't been responding to my calls due to being "knee deep in work" or "on a work conference" (until midnight on one night).
I then, after a bit of digging, found that a girl had left a review for the AirBnB commenting on how amazing their stay had been last week. He was there with a girl the whole time :'(
Fuck knows where she was when he met me Tuesday and Wednesday but I genuinely feel crushed. The lies. The false hope. It's just too much right now and I can't stop crying.
I know it was only 3 weeks but that was speaking everyday, getting on so well etc and then equally having an amazing connection in person. It felt so genuine.