I was doxxed by my boyfriend of three years, exposed online for all to see. His stepsister caused my allergic reaction, and I demanded an apology. Three years of love couldn’t compete with an outsider who wasn’t even blood-related. I always thought it was my fault until I overheard his conversation with friends… “She just had an allergic reaction, not like she died. Why should my sister apologize?” That sentence from my boyfriend became the last straw that broke me. I watched him protect his two-faced stepsister, my heart turning to ashes. Three years. I loved him for three years, only to realize it was all a big joke. I deleted all contact information and blocked him. Until one day, he appeared at my doorstep with bloodshot eyes: “What do you want from me?” I smiled: “I want you… to die.” … I sat at the dining table, feeling terribly uncomfortable. My throat felt like it was blocked by something. Chloe smiled at me sweetly: “Aria, I made this shrimp fried rice especially for you.” I shook my head with difficulty, wanting to say that she knew I was allergic to shrimp, but I couldn’t speak. My body started itching, and red rashes appeared all over. I looked at my arms in horror, finding it increasingly difficult to breathe. “Aria, what’s wrong?” Ethan finally noticed my distress. I wanted to answer him but could only make choking sounds. I collapsed onto the chair, my vision blurring. In my daze, I heard the sound of an ambulance. When I opened my eyes again, I was lying in a hospital bed. “You’re awake? How do you feel?” Ethan sat by the bed, asking with concern. I looked at him weakly, my voice hoarse: “Chloe did it on purpose, didn’t she?” Ethan frowned: “Don’t overthink it, how could she…” I interrupted him: “I want her to come and apologize to me in person.” Ethan’s expression turned unpleasant, but he nodded. The next morning, just as I was about to be discharged, my phone suddenly started buzzing frantically. I opened it and froze. My photos, ID number, home address – everything had been posted online. I had been doxxed! Even worse, some of my private photos were being sold online for a dollar each. I trembled all over, tears streaming down my face uncontrollably. This blatant humiliation and hurt nearly broke me. I called Ethan with shaking hands, but no one answered. I dragged my weak body, taking a cab to the hotel where Ethan usually stayed. In the elevator, I leaned against the cold wall, my heart full of expectations for Ethan. He would comfort me and help me solve this problem, right? As I reached his room and was about to knock, I heard voices from inside. “Haha, that stupid girl must be terrified now, right?” “Serves her right for messing with Chloe and demanding an apology!” I froze, unable to believe my ears. I stood there, ear pressed against the door, listening to the conversation inside. The sound of clinking glasses and unrestrained laughter of several men came from the room. “Guys, check out these photos. What a body!” a drunken voice said. “Tsk tsk, who knew she was so wild in private when she acts so proper in public,” another chimed in. My heart ached, tears falling uncontrollably. Those photos, those scenes were all taken at Ethan’s place. My intimate moments with Ethan had become their entertainment. “Ethan, you dog! You scored such a hot chick!” I heard Ethan chuckle: “She’s alright, just for fun.” My heart instantly turned cold. I gripped the doorframe to keep from falling. “Hey, I heard there’s no info on her parents. Is she an orphan?” “An orphan? Even better! No one to protect her if we mess with her.” I bit my lip hard, trying not to make a sound. “Ethan, what made you do this?” someone asked. Ethan laughed coldly: “It’s all because that bitch dared to ask Chloe to apologize. Who does she think she is?” “This is her lesson, to know her place.” I trembled, unable to believe these words came from Ethan’s mouth. “So, are you still going to marry her?” “Are you kidding? Someone like her? You guys can have her if you want.” My heart shattered completely, tears blurring my vision. So in his eyes, I was never a lover, just a toy to be played with. I covered my mouth, trying hard not to cry out loud. Listening to the laughter from inside, my despair reached its peak. I struggled to support myself on shaky legs. Countless memories flashed through my mind, piercing my heart like shards. “Baby, let’s try something new today?” Ethan had looked at me lovingly in bed. At the time, I thought he wanted to deepen our relationship. Now I realized how disgusting it was. So all those intimate moments had been recorded by him. I covered my mouth, trying hard not to vomit. Suddenly, a cheer erupted from the room. “Guys, I’ve got videos and audio too. Want something more exciting?” Ethan’s voice came through the door. I felt cold all over, as if I’d fallen into an ice pit. The scene at Ethan’s house that day involuntarily flashed through my mind. Chloe came over with a plate of fried rice, smiling sweetly: “Sis, I made this especially for you.” I was so touched at the time, but ended up covered in rashes after eating it. Ethan had said Chloe accepted me and invited me for dinner. Now I realized how ridiculous that was. So they had been plotting against me from the start. I remembered what Ethan’s drunk friend had said last time: “Ethan, when are you going to marry Chloe?” I thought he was just drunk and got the name wrong. Now I understood the truth. In his heart, I was never his true love. Just a substitute, a toy to be discarded at will. I took a deep breath, forcing myself to calm down. With trembling hands, I pushed open the hotel doors. The harsh sunlight instantly hit my face. I instinctively lowered my head, feeling the strange gazes of people around me. Shame and fear overwhelmed me like a tidal wave. I quickened my pace, wanting to escape this place. Suddenly, a stranger pointed at me and whispered: “Isn’t that the girl from the internet…” I shuddered and hurriedly hailed a cab to leave the hotel entrance. Sitting in the car, tears streamed down my face. My trembling fingers scrolled through my phone, finally finding my parents’ number. The call connected quickly, my father’s gentle voice came through: “Aria, what’s wrong?” Hearing the familiar voice, I could no longer control my emotions. “Dad… I… I…” I choked, tears bursting forth. My father sensed something was wrong, his tone becoming urgent: “Aria, what happened?” I took a deep breath and told my parents everything that had happened. By the time I finished, I was sobbing uncontrollably. My parents were silent for a moment, then my mother’s soothing voice came through: “Don’t be afraid, sweetheart. We’re here for you.”
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