The first time his phone buzzed, I ignored it.
The second time, I glanced at it.
By the third time, something didn't feel right.
"Who's texting you?" I asked, trying to sound normal.
He didn't even look up. "Work stuff."
Work… at 10:47 p.m.
I nodded slowly, pretending to believe him.
But the moment he stepped into the bathroom, I reached for the phone.
My heart was already racing.
I didn't know what I was expecting…
But it definitely wasn't her name.
Tolu ❤️
My best friend.
My fingers froze over the screen.
"No… no, this is not what I think," I whispered.
Still, I opened the chat.
And everything shattered.
"I can't stop thinking about last night."
"I wish she knew the truth already."
A picture loaded.
I wish it didn't.
My breath hitched as I stared at the screen.
Same room.
Same bed.
Same sheets I was lying on right now.
My chest tightened so hard it hurt to breathe.
So this is what they've been doing behind my back.
I heard the bathroom door click.
Panic hit me, but I didn't drop the phone this time.
No.
I held it tighter.
Because something inside me had changed.
When he walked out, I looked up at him slowly.
He smiled like nothing was wrong.
Like I wasn't being played right in my own face.
And that's when I realized something.
I wasn't the weak one anymore.
If they wanted to betray me…
Then I was going to make sure they regretted it.
Deeply.