Well I finally met with him. He said for me to come home. I came home we talked and talked. Things weren't perfect but he was back to talking to me normal. The next morning we got ready for work. We hugged said I love you and left. By noon. I received a text message that said he wasn't ready to have me back in the house so I needed to move out until if figured out what he wanted. I said ok. He said all this is my fault. He told me he spoke to his grandma and I can live with her. He mentioned that he would come by once a week so we can go on a walk, go to dinner, or maybe a movie.
How can someone one day be fine and the next day turn the tables.