About 3 months ago, my NP matched with this dom (let's call him C) on Feeld. He seemed almost too good to be true: attractive, very respectful of my NP and I’s relationship, patient and not pushy, the list goes on. His profile said that he was solo poly, and that he was open to all sorts of dynamics, but he was also looking for a primary partner. Over the course of the last 3 months, my NP grew closer to him. They were supposed to meet up shortly after matching, but he abruptly had to leave town and go across the country to where both he and his brother were from because his brother was in a car accident and ended up in the hospital. Their relationship continued online via texting, phone calls, and video chats (including spicy ones). C was vulnerable with her and shared a lot about his life; he was a foster child, a sexual assault survivor, a recovering addict, and he currently works at a methadone clinic in our city. My NP and I are still in the early stages of poly and have had only casual group and solo experiences, so watching her start to develop feelings for C was pretty difficult for me at times. I love her so much though, and we invested a lot of time in working through these feelings together, and I did plenty of emotional work on my own as well.

Here’s where everything gets fucked. C texted my NP one day last week saying that his brother ended up getting his leg amputated while in the hospital and that he would have to take a break from communication with her because he has to take care of his brother’s kids. She was visibly upset, but she understood since this was such a terrible situation. She then goes to check his Feeld profile and sees that he had made some very recent changes to it, including adding a few inches to his height, mentioning his dick size, and that his location changed to 400 miles away, which is far closer to us than where he said he was staying. She tells me about this, and I go into full-on detective mode. I searched his name and found absolutely nothing, which I thought was strange, and I found that the phone number he was texting her with was a Google number. She decided to question him on these abnormalities, and he immediately got defensive and said things were not going to work out between them. She was pretty devastated. Fast forward to this week, and she decides to do a reverse image search of his profile. I know it sounds creepy, but something just wasn't adding up. The search produced a hit, and we found out that he is actually a doctor with a vastly different name than the one he provided, who was just married last year (the link to his wedding website popped up), and he does not live in our city nor the one that his brother supposedly lived in, but instead lives in one that is in fact 400 miles away from us.

I'm absolutely furious, and I can't possibly imagine how my NP is feeling. We can only assume that he lied about everything. Both of us are survivors are sexual assault, so it really hurts to think that he was lying about that as well. I can't help but feel violated, and I want justice so badly, but I know this isn't my battle to fight since it was my NP who got her heart broken. Fuck him.

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TL;DR: I honestly don't know how I can possibly shorten this, I'm sorry.