The Day We Got Our Marriage License, His Childhood Friend Claimed I’d Been Sleeping Around for Years
My boyfriend, Sam Gibson, had a childhood best friend named Tina Lincoln. She was a star medical student.
On the day Sam and I were supposed to get our marriage license, Tina took one look at the tight top I was wearing and flat-out claimed I had been sleeping around for years.
She pointed at my chest with obvious disgust. “If men hadn’t been all over you, there’s no way your breasts would be this big.”
Sam believed her completely. He started cursing at me, calling me a slut who had sleep with anyone, and refused to go through with the marriage license.
I tried over and over to explain, but Tina just sneered at me.
“People may be more open-minded these days, but that doesn’t mean you can sell your body and make your chest that big.”
She used me as some kind of “example,” started a livestream to lecture people online, and exposed all my personal information.
After that, strangers kept sending me disgusting, harassing messages, asking how much I charged for a night.
Some even followed me and tried to force themselves on me.
I begged her to clear things up for me, but she just shrugged and said, “If you never did that kind of thing, why would people be asking you?”
In the end, I was assaulted and killed.
And she went on to become a nationally famous influencer doctor, gaining fame and money at the same time.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day I was supposed to get my marriage license with Sam.