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The morning started like any other for Bethany⊠quiet, routine, almost too normal.
She stood in her kitchen, scrolling through her phone absentmindedly, sipping her coffee. But thenâa message notification popped up.
Dutchess.
Bethany frowned. They werenât close. In fact, Dutchess only ever reached out when something serious was going on.
Her heart skipped as she opened the message.
âYou deserve to see this.â
Below itâŠÂ three images.
At first, Bethany didnât understand what she was looking at. A dimly lit lounge. People dressed in white. Music. Smiles.
Then her eyes locked onto the center of the photosâŠ
Larry.
And right in his armsâŠ
Sharra.
Not just standing.
Not just talking.
Dancing. Laughing. Holding each other like nothing else in the world mattered.
Bethanyâs breath caught in her throat.
âNo⊠no, this canât be realâŠâ she whispered, her fingers trembling as she zoomed in.
In the second image, Sharra had her arms wrapped around Larryâs shoulders, their faces inches apart.
In the third⊠Larry stood behind her, smiling in a way Bethany hadnât seen in months.
That smile.
That same smile he used to give her.
The coffee mug slipped from her hand, crashing into the sink.
Her chest tightened. Her mind raced.
âLast nightâŠâ she muttered.
Larry had told her he was âbusy.â Said he needed space. Said he was going out of town for work.
Lies. All lies.
Her phone buzzed again.
Dutchess:
âIâm sorry⊠but you needed to know.â
For a moment, Bethany just stood thereâfrozen between heartbreak and disbelief.
Then something inside her snapped.
Her expression changed.
The shock faded⊠replaced by something far more dangerous.
Determination.
She grabbed her keys, her phone, and her bagâmoving faster than she had in weeks.
âOkay, LarryâŠâ she said under her breath, eyes burning with emotion.
âYou wanted secrets?â
She opened her messages⊠scrolled⊠and stopped at Larryâs name.
Her thumb hovered over the screen.
Then instead of texting himâŠ
She sent the photos back.
One by one.
No words.
No explanation.
Just proof.
Three dots appeared almost instantly.
Larry was typing.
Bethany smirkedâbut it wasnât a happy smile.
It was the kind of smile that comes right before everything changes.
Her phone rang.
Larry calling.
She stared at it⊠letting it ring⊠letting him panic.
Once.
Twice.
Three times.
Then finallyâŠ
She answered.
Silence on the other end.
Thenâ
âBethany⊠I can explainââ
She cut him off.
âNo,â she said coldly.
âYouâre going to listen.â
Her voice was calm⊠too calm.
âI saw everything. And trust me⊠this isnât ending the way you think it is.â
There was a pause.
Larry tried to speak againâbut Bethany had already hung up.
She looked back at the photos one last time.
The laughter.
The closeness.
The betrayal.
Her grip tightened around the phone.
âGame on,â she whispered.
Because this timeâŠ
Bethany wasnât going to cry.