My childhood friend Robin Moore’s girlfriend stormed into my house and slapped me across the face. She even smashed my most expensive set of cups. “Rebecca, are you out of your mind? Don’t you have a man of your own? Publicly flirting with someone else’s husband—don’t you have any shame?” Once the misunderstanding was cleared up, she looked innocent. “I just care about Robin! You’re not holding a grudge against me, are you?” I laughed. “Of course not!” I was the type to settle scores right away. So, I returned her slap and demanded compensation for my broken cups. A week later, she started flirting with my husband. One night, while Logan Ridley and I were deep in sleep, his phone suddenly rang. He was dead to the world, so I kicked him a few times, but he didn’t budge. I groggily reached for his phone, answered it on speaker, and held it to his ear. Logan mumbled a sleepy “Hmm.” I was still half-asleep when a sweet voice broke through the haze. “Hey, Logan!” That voice jolted me awake. “Logan, I just started my period, and I feel awful. Can you bring me some pads?” I flipped on the light with a snap, and Logan shot up in bed, panic written all over his face. He instinctively reached for his phone, but I shot him a look that said, “Not a chance.” I spoke into the phone, “Logan doesn’t know anything about that! Just tell me what you need! What brand do you like? Regular or overnight? Cotton or breathable? I’ll bring it right over!” There was a long silence on the other end. Then the girl giggled. “Oh, it’s you, Rebecca!” I recognized her voice now. “Snow Lane?” “Yep, it’s me! Hi, Rebecca and Logan!” Logan and I exchanged glances. Just a moment ago, I was ready to bury him six feet under. But now, I wanted to believe in his moral compass. After all, Snow was Robin Moore’s girlfriend, and Robin was one of our childhood friends. “Have you been drinking?” I asked. Snow laughed. “Rebecca, you’re sharp! I can see why even Logan is scared of you at the dinner table!” Before I could decipher if there was a hidden meaning in her words, she changed the subject. “I was playing Truth or Dare with my friends, and I lost, so I called Logan for help. Sorry to interrupt your beauty sleep, Rebecca! You’re not mad at me, are you?” I replied smoothly, “Not at all! But calling Logan was quite the risk, considering he’s a married man. If I had lost my temper and said something nasty, that would’ve been pretty embarrassing for you, right?” “A married man? Ah, I’ve learned something new! Let’s keep that in mind, Rebecca! Alright, Logan and Rebecca, goodnight!” And just like that, the call dropped.
I clearly didn’t handle the confrontation well and stood there, feeling like a fishbone stuck in my throat. I couldn’t stay silent any longer! “Are you okay, babe?” Logan asked cautiously, eyeing me with concern. “Is she insulting me?” I asked, my face darkening. “Uh…” “She is! What’s this nonsense about ‘Let’s keep that in mind’? Is she implying that I’m not being faithful?” “Okay, okay, just calm down!” Logan wrapped his arms around me, trying to soothe my rising anger. “She’s just a drunken mess—don’t pay her any mind!” I pulled away from him, my frustration bubbling over. “I haven’t even asked you yet—why did she call you in the first place?” Logan raised his hands in surrender. “I swear, I have no idea! Look at my phone—I don’t even have her number saved! I’ve never contacted her! You can check my call log; it’s completely clean!” I shot him a skeptical glance and snatched his phone from his hands. He chuckled nervously. “You’re really going to check?” I smirked. “What? Afraid of what I’ll find?” Logan sighed in resignation. “Fine, fine, check away!” I hummed in acknowledgment and scrolled through the call history, finding nothing suspicious. Then I decided to check WhatsApp. But Logan suddenly hesitated. “Uh, do you really need to look at that too?” I instantly sensed something was off. “Logan!” He looked like he was about to fall to his knees. “Go ahead, look! But you have to believe me, no matter what you see… I swear, I haven’t done anything wrong! If I did, may lightning strike me!” It didn’t take long for me to understand why Logan looked so terrified. Compared to the barren call log, his chat window was buzzing with activity. The most glaring entry was from someone named Snow, with the nickname “Summer’s Snow.” “Oh, ‘Summer’s Snow’? Your snow?” That’s right—Logan’s nickname was “Summer”. He’d chosen it because that was the summer we got together. Logan clasped his hands together, looking pitiful. “Babe, it’s a misunderstanding, just a coincidence! I swear it has nothing to do with me!” I shot him a cold glance and began scrolling through the chat history. The most recent message was from just yesterday: [Logan, I brought you some delicious snacks! I’ll save one for you!] Attached was a selfie of Snow biting into the snack. I could only describe it in one word—innocent! I scrolled up to three days ago. Summer’s Snow said: [Logan, how much longer until you arrive?] Summer replied: [About ten minutes. You all go ahead and eat without me.] Summer’s Snow said: [Okay, no rush! Just drive safe!] Summer’s Snow said: [Logan, could you bring me a milkshake? The usual!] Summer replied: [Sure thing.] Summer’s Snow said: [Love you lots, mwah!] Further up, a week ago. Summer’s Snow said: [Logan, drive safely home alone. Text me when you get there so we don’t worry!] Summer replied: [Okay.] Summer’s Snow said: [Get some rest, Logan. Goodnight!] The earliest message read: [Logan, this is Snow. Looking forward to getting to know you better!]
“Logan, grow up! You don’t expect me to believe you didn’t notice the clingy vibes, do you?” I said, my voice eerily calm as my fury brewed. Logan knew better than to mess around when I got like this. He put away his joking attitude. “At first, I really didn’t notice. “When Robin first introduced her to us for dinner, she was all about adding friends and wanting us to spill Robin’s embarrassing secrets. “Ryan and I didn’t feel right saying no, so I agreed. “She even sent that message right in front of Robin, to both Ryan and me. “Later chats, now I realize, might have been her own doing. But back then, I genuinely thought Robin put her up to it. I kept my responses short when necessary and ignored the ones I could. It wasn’t until she sent me her selfie that I realized something was off—too flirty, so I ignored her completely! I was planning to have a talk with Robin…” But before he could, she had stirred up trouble on my end. “Honey, I’m sorry, I’ll delete her right now!” Logan hastily said, his voice pleading. “Wait! Keep her for now. Call Robin!” I interrupted. “Why?” Logan asked, confused. “We’re going to pick up his little girlfriend together,” I explained. I didn’t do grudges; if someone wronged me, I settled it then and there, or I couldn’t sleep. Like last time when she slapped me, I slapped her back.
A week ago, I returned from a business trip and decided to throw a dinner party at home. Ryan Watson and Amelia Jones arrived early, followed shortly by Robin. “Where’s your little girlfriend?” I asked Robin. “She just finished class; she’ll be here soon,” he replied. We left the door open, waiting for her. Meanwhile, Ryan was getting bored and insisted Logan play cards with him to pass the time. Amelia was busy editing videos on her phone. Robin had pushed Logan aside so he could make me coffee while chatting about the design of his new apartment. I had never met a more particular client than him. Honestly, if we weren’t childhood friends, I wouldn’t have taken on the job. He shared several ideas with me, and while they were all great, I was at my wit’s end. I exclaimed, “It’s over budget! Seriously, there’s just not enough money!” He waved his hand dismissively. “No big deal; I’ll just ask my dad for more.” I shook my head vehemently. “Absolutely not! He told me not to listen to you!” “Then you can cut me some slack,” he said with a grin. “How about I just add a little help?” I suggested. “Is that for real?” he asked, intrigued. Feeling cornered, I decided to redirect my frustration. “Why not ask Ryan and Logan to help you with the tiling? That would save you some cash for the entrance.” Robin’s eyes lit up, but Ryan and Logan looked less than pleased. Amelia was off to the side, laughing and giving me a thumbs-up. Just then, Snow burst through the door, strides heavy and purposeful. “You…” Before Robin could even get up, she rushed over to me and slapped my face. Everyone froze, including me. It was the first time I had ever been hit, and my ears were ringing. The next second, Snow unleashed a tirade. “Rebecca, are you serious? Don’t you have a man of your own? Acting all chummy with someone else’s husband in front of everyone—have you no shame?” Logan dashed over to wrap his arms around me, his face stormy, full of concern. “Are you okay?” Amelia moved quickly, fetching ice from the freezer and wrapping it in a towel to place against my cheek. “Yikes!” Robin grabbed Snow, yet she was still struggling to reach me, hurling insults like a pro. This delicate girl could curse like a sailor. “Enough!” Logan’s voice boomed, cutting through the chaos. But Snow sounded like she was on the verge of a breakdown. “You’re all defending her! She’s the one who’s misbehaving, and you’re blaming me!” At that moment, she picked up the coffee set from the table and launched it to the ground. “Stop!” “No!” The sharp sound of shattering wasn’t just the coffee set; it felt like my heart was breaking. I stood there in shock, gazing at the mess on the floor. Robin shouted, “Snow, are you done? What the hell is wrong with you?” But Snow just wailed, breaking into tears. Between sobs, she stammered that she had come in to find Robin and me kissing, which had sent her into a frenzy. I couldn’t help but laugh in disbelief. Amelia chimed in, “So, are we all just ghosts here? Why didn’t we see that?” I said, “Let’s check the security footage. If we can gather evidence, it’s better than pointless arguing. Not everyone deserves a rational discussion.” When faced with the truth, Snow fell silent. But she was clearly resilient. She reached out to Robin, clutching his arm with faux vulnerability. “Robin, I’m so sorry! I was just acting out of jealousy. Rebecca, you won’t hold this against me, right?” What a classic case of emotional manipulation! I nodded earnestly. “Of course not!” In truth, I never held grudges. I preferred to settle scores on the spot. With everyone distracted, I stepped forward, raised my hand, and slapped her back hard. “Whoa!” Amelia shouted, clearly loving the drama unfolding. Ryan quickly covered her mouth, trying to keep things under control. “You!” Snow glared at me, fury etched across her face. Robin stepped in to restrain her, holding her back as I sensed a storm brewing. “Alright, now that we’ve dealt with the slap, let’s talk compensation!” I declared. Snow blinked in confusion. “Compensation for what?” I gestured to the shards strewn across the floor. “That little incident cost 120 thousand. But for you, I’ll cut you a deal—100 thousand!” “One hundred thousand for a bunch of broken cups? Are you out of your mind?” she scoffed, disbelief filling her eyes. I raised my chin defiantly. “Ask your Robin; he knows quality when he sees it.” After all, he was the kind of guy who would pay 80 thousand for a single cup. Robin, keeping a straight face, nodded in agreement. Snow’s eyes widened in shock. “I don’t believe this! You’re all in cahoots, trying to gang up on me!” With that, she stormed off in tears, her footsteps echoing the panic in her soul. Robin turned to me, ready to offer me the 120 thousand, but I shook my head. “No way. You’ll pay me when you two tie the knot. Until then, it doesn’t count.” I thought, “If she plays nice, I can forget this ever happened. But if she keeps looking for trouble, then she’s got another thing coming. After all, as Amelia put it, that slap was way too calculated!” Logan called Robin. “Wait, so am I being cheated on?” Robin asked, bewilderment lacing his voice. Logan inhaled sharply. “I have a family, don’t talk nonsense!” The two men fell into an uncomfortable silence. When we found Snow, she was crouching pitifully at the edge of the road. Upon spotting Robin, she stretched out her arms. “Robin, hug me!” I couldn’t help but twitch my mouth and suppress a grimace. “What’s wrong?” Logan asked me, concerned. “Just a toothache!” I replied. “Oh, hey! Logan and Rebecca are here! Sorry for dragging you guys into this mess!”
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