I was on my sixth date with a woman and her phone rang: it was her boyfriend, and she exchanged sweet nothings with him and then told him that “she loved him”

When she hung up, I had no idea what to feel and what to think of her. What to think of myself.. She didn't bother to explain at first, as if testing me, and then tried explaining, but things just got weirder and weirder... Was probably the most uncomfortable sleepover I've ever had.

The ending?

Well, I figured she needed time to sort her life out and I didn't have time for mind games.