When Your Best Friend Betrays You Novels & Stories

He never thought that his long relationship with Hari would be destroyed in just one night. He couldn't believe that his best friend would betray him. She knows that Zey values their friendship more than anything else that's why she can't find any reason why he did this thing to her. But there is nothing he can do because that thing has already happened. He's not the one who lost, because he knows that his ex doesn't really deserve his love. He realized that no matter how long you've been in a relationship, if one of you cheats, it will definitely happen.

“…and even if you’re not troubled, you’d still need a chilled drink in your hand. I’ll keep you company, and whenever it loses its chill, I’ll order another.” “That wouldn’t be necessary—” “I don’t mind,” he cut in. I fell silent, glancing at the cold cup of drink in my hand. “Little girl, I’m not a kid. I can tell that something is bothering you, and bottling it would do no good. A problem shared is a problem solved.” “I… I betrayed my best friend and my boyfriend,” I said quietly, but loud enough for him to hear. “So? What are you waiting for? Betray them once more!” he said as if amused.

I managed a smile and replied, "You're wrong. You can never imagine a life without them." I stressed the word 'them' to remind the only best friend I used to know that we were not the only women in his life. He could purchase a truckload of them if he wants. What hurt me most was that even my best friend, whom I loved as myself, betrayed me behind my back.

My body screamed at me to run, but my mind was trapped in the moment, replaying every memory, every sacrifice. I had paid his tuition when he had nothing. I had supported her when she was at her lowest. I had stood by them, lifted them, loved them. And now, they stood before me—together. My chest ached, my lungs burning as if I couldn’t get enough air. I wanted to scream. I wanted to cry. I wanted to tear this whole world apart. But all I did was stand there, paralyzed by the weight of betrayal.

He clenched his jaw, his eyes troubled and shining, he looked like he was going to cry and I regret asking him that. Then I thought about the current situation and remorse gave way to curiosity. ** I am here and always will be. Tell me everything ** Michael lowered his head, burying his face in my chest as he wrapped his arms around my body. "It can be long, and the lessons?" **The most important thing is you** Michael nodded before starting his story. “He was my best friend, the one whom I trusted the most and he betrayed me in the worst possible way thus trampling on my trust and my affection”

“What do you mean by ‘thought’?” I hesitated, the memories rushing back in vivid, painful clarity. “She betrayed me. With my Betta. My best friend.” The shock on her face mirrored the pain I felt recounting the story. “Your Beta?” “Yes,” I said, my tone sharper now. “The man I trusted with my life, the woman who was supposed to be my other half, they destroyed me.” Lily’s expression softened, but there was something in her eyes I couldn’t quite place. “What... what did you do?”

“Have you ever been betrayed by someone you trusted, Hunter?” “What’s that got to do with anything? Everyone’s been betrayed.” “I’m sure you have. You stopped speaking to your best friend because you believe he doesn’t care about your feelings. He chose a woman over you, let her walk all over your life like it didn’t matter. Used your wedding as a stage for their own performance. I bet every time you think about the fact that they’re still together and you’re alone, you get angrier.” I stare at him. My jaw locks.

"You're my best friend Sophia. How could you?" "It's not spying, it's consulting, and the money was just compensation for my time." Sophia's voice turned defensive. "You're being dramatic because Alexander's poisoned you against everyone who actually cares about you." I hung up and sat in my car while tears finally came because my best friend had betrayed me, and Alexander was right, but also shutting me out, and I didn't know wwhomto trust anymore.

he asked again. “Because I’m the villain, and she’s the victim?” I said sarcastically. He raised a brow. “You don’t look like one,” he said. Great, he knew what to say. “The truth is, Tiffany was my best friend. We’d been friends for many years, but she betrayed me. You know when I say she betrayed me, my best friend for how many years. You know what she did?” I asked him. Of course, he didn’t know. “I don’t know. That’s why I’m asking you, right?” he replied.

Some people call themselves your best friend but would not hesitate to sell you out the very minute your friendship is put to the test. I was Jen’s best friend for years and I had truly loved her, sincerely wanted the best for her. Now, I knew she hated me. No matter what I did for her, Jen would never appreciate me. Letting Jen go felt like getting out of a long-term relationship. The betrayal felt the same because I knew I sincerely cared for her. I was that person who stood by her. This experience taught me that giving so much devotion to another person didn’t mean they would do the same for you.