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TIFU by ruining the birthday girls birthday party

This happened years and years ago, but I just remembered this and thought I should post.

Long build-up; however, this is needed as the chances of this occurring are relatively low.

Part 1 - Backstory London Ex and study:

I am German but moved with my family to London UK when I was 13 years old.

Met a girl when I was ~17, and she became my first long term girlfriend.

Long term means we stayed together till my 3rd year of University (of 4).

Long story short… we were young, she wanted different things than me, and she realized this when she started University.

I was in my -2nd year of Uni by then. We started living together when she joined University. Things were great initially, but suddenly she kept getting more and more distance, no more sex, she went out more than usual, and didn't come home as she "stayed with friends", etc. I confronted her, we talked, she gave me excuses and said she needed time to figure things out, etc. Anyway, this went on for far too long and instead of one of us ending it sooner rather than later after around 9 months, I got more and more paranoid (and heartbroken) and I did an awful thing and read her emails (yes, I know :( ).

I found out via her emails she cheated on me with some Swedish guy called Gunnar around 6 months ago. They had a thing blah blah and frankly, I don't recall any detail except he was madly in love with her, but she broke it off. I confronted her, we argued, we broke up etc. I was very heartbroke yada yada lives eventually went on and we even met 6 years later and had a beer.

Anyway enough of the ex and her Swedish lover Gunnar.

Part 2 - Friends colleague boyfriends:

I finished University and moved "back" to Germany for a while; I started working in Germany for ~1 years but then moved back to London again.

I became Facebook friends (via Facebook when it was new and people used it to find old school friends!) then proper friends with a girl I knew somewhat well from school (not University!).

Please keep this in mind: I did not stay in touch with her or most people after leaving school and going to University (this was before imessage, whatsapp etc).

One day she asked me to accompany her to a colleague of hers birthday party at a bar since she did not know any of her colleagues' friends and was worried she would either be bored, guys hitting at her etc. Anyway, I said sure thing and off we went.

!This is about ~3 years after the break up with my long term girlfriend!

At this bar, I started saying hello to everyone, meet the girls whose birthday party it was, then her boyfriend whose name was Gunnar, who was ?!Swedish!?

Me already semi drunk blurb out: "Oh Gunnar?!! Do you know exgirlfriendsname?! "

Him with shock in his eyes and voice: "Yes!?!"

Me in an adrenaline rush and disbelieve: "OMG, you are the guy my ex cheated on me with!".

Him: "....." But a thousand-mile stare and me smiling cause I was happy I met the guy finally.

I quickly realized I might have said that too loud or should not have said anything at all but too late. I turn around and see the birthday girl already tearing up and a friend of hers getting tissues out. My friend is just staring at me with a 'omg what did you do'. It turns out birthday girl was the girl Gunnar started seeing after my ex. The birthday girl had some insecurities about him and his/my ex even after 3 years of being together and well, I brought that topic up again.

My friend and I quickly left and well the party never started I heard.

TLDR: I said to the birthday girls boyfriend "OMG, you are the guy my ex girlfriend cheated on me with!". destroying her birthday party.

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