He was 25 years old. Four months away from his 26th birthday. And today Corey woke up to an unsettling thought. He was still with his high school sweetheart.
High school had been great. He met Vanessa in a chemistry class. They were lab partners and it didn't take long for that fateful pairing to become a romance. And it was the quintessential high school relationship. They fought hard and loved hard, with so much passion on the surface it was hard to take sometimes.
College had been hard. Vanessa had gone to an elite college in Connecticut. Corey went to a large state school in Florida. To be honest, their had been infidelities on their parts. The stress of Vanessa's school and the party environment of Corey's college had led them both astray. They had been off and on through all four years. But they always came back to each other and by their senior year, they were back together and in a good place.
Corey took a job at an accounting firm in New York. Vanessa began a pre-med program in New York. They lived together in a spacious Brooklyn loft. Vanessa was starting to get that "time for a ring" look which hadn't bothered Corey because their life together was going well. Until this morning when Corey woke up with the unsettling thought that he couldn't believe he was still with Vanessa.
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