I’m… I’m not sure what I was thinking.

I could see the trouble coming — every red flag I had ever tried to exacerbate to one of my girlfriends about their own man troubles was apparent, and I kept going.

I heard about him before I ever saw him. In the sleepy little school of 500 kids tucked far, far away from civilization, news of a newcomer buzzed around the kids in the halls, sauntering compl...