Jake: “She thinks that you’re helping me with the wedding planning. Haha. You know, if it were you walking down the aisle, I wouldn’t feel this horrible. I’m not meant to be with Tamara. We both know that.”
It had moved so far past flirting. And it had become clear to me — this wasn’t a crush. This was their plan to erase me.
I kept scrolling, my eyes blurring as I moved through their betrayal and confession. And then I found exactly what I was looking for.
Jake (after forwarding my Pinterest board): “What do you think about this for our wedding, my love?”
This was their plan to erase me.
Maddie: “This is it. This is perfect! Rustic and cozy, I adore it. We just have to figure out what we’re going to do about… her.”
Her. Me.
I was nothing but an obstacle to them.
And they didn’t even hide it.
I kept scrolling, desperately wanting to stop, but terrified of missing vital information if I did.
