My hands trembled as I stared at the photo, my vision blurring with tears. Jason’s arm was wrapped around Rhea’s waist, their lips pressed together in a kiss. The date scribbled in the corner was from just last week. She knew.Rhea knew everything. She knew how Jason treated me, how he hit me, how he blamed me for not giving him a child. and yet, she was with him. Laughing with him, loving him, fucking himThe glass of wine slipped from my fingers, shattering on the floor. “Vee?” Rhea’s voice came from behind me. I turned slowly, the photo clutched in my shaking hand. Her eyes darted to it, and for a second—just a second—I saw the guilt. Then it was gone, and in its place, cold indifference. “How long?” My voice was barely a whisper. She sighed, rolling her eyes like I was some annoying child. “Does it matter?” “YES, IT FUCKING MATTERS!” I screamed, throwing the photo at her. “You’re my best friend! You were supposed to—!” “Supposed to what?” she cut in, crossing her arms.
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