My best friend suggested I use a fake account to test my boyfriend’s loyalty. I agreed. I registered a burner account and told her it was his. Once she added him, she immediately started trashing me, claiming I was cheating on multiple guys, that I’d been ‘around the block’ too many times. At the same time, she flooded him with super sexy, revealing photos—low-cut tops, legs spread, ass provocatively posed. “Hey, big boy, wanna hook up?” “I’m super obedient, you can do anything you want with me.” I replied, “I don’t believe it, unless you…” The next day, during a company-wide meeting, Serena was rushed to the emergency room by paramedics, after a foreign object inside her vibrated so violently, she collapsed. After my boyfriend proposed to me, my best friend, Serena, seemed a little off. Was she worried I’d be mistreated? But Liam was not only tall, handsome, and highly educated, he came from a good family and was completely devoted to me. I couldn’t find a single flaw. Or was she upset that after I got married, I’d have less time for her? I even tried to reassure her, “Liam loves taking me all over the world, but don’t worry, I’ll bring you a souvenir from every single place.” To my surprise, she got even angrier after hearing that. I tried everything to calm her down, but nothing worked. I started to get anxious and asked her what was really going on. Serena was my best friend; we’d known each other since elementary school. She’d been there for almost every important moment of my life. I really didn’t want her to have any unspoken concerns about my marriage or my fiancé. Serena counted on her fingers, stammering, “Chloe, I’m still a bit worried about Liam. Are you being too rash deciding to marry him?” My heart sank. Was Liam cheating on me? Seeing the change in my expression, Serena quickly waved her hands, “I’m just being reasonably suspicious, you know? Think about it, what man doesn’t stray? Especially Liam, with his amazing looks and background. Plenty of girls chase after him. Why would he be so completely devoted to *you*? Your… well, your ‘conditions’ are just… okay, I guess.” I frowned. What was she implying? That I wasn’t good enough for my own boyfriend? Serena quickly tried to backtrack, “My point is, marriage is a huge decision, a lifelong commitment. It’s never too late to make sure you fully understand and trust a person’s character before you tie the knot.” “What if he shows his true colors after marriage, cheats, or becomes abusive? Your whole life would be ruined!” I hesitated, “So what do you suggest I do?” Serena’s eyes lit up. She grabbed my hand and said, “Give me your boyfriend’s SnapChat. I’ll add him with a fake account and test him. If he can resist the temptation, it means he’s a good guy, and then I’ll feel comfortable letting you marry him.” Immediately, I felt uneasy. This clearly showed a lack of trust in Liam, and it wasn’t how I usually handled things. But Serena kept pestering me, so I finally told her I’d think about it and get back to her later. When I got home, I thought long and hard. I decided to tell Liam everything. Honesty was key in a relationship. Instead of playing games, it was better to talk things through. If there was a problem, we could cut our losses early. No big deal. I finished telling him, expecting him to be angry. Instead, he burst out laughing. He stroked my head and said, “Are you sure that’s your best friend? Or is she a frenemy trying to steal your boyfriend? Her intentions are practically screaming in my face. What a manipulative schemer.” Annoyed, I swatted his hand away. “What kind of talk is that? We’ve been together for over ten years; we’re not going to tear each other apart over some guy.” Liam looked like he wanted to say more but held back. Finally, he came up with an idea: “Okay, how about this. You register a fake account yourself. Give *her* that fake account and tell her it’s mine. Then *you* can chat with her using the fake account.” “Let’s see how she plans to ‘test’ me.” Just then, Serena messaged me again, urging me to give her my boyfriend’s account. A lightbulb went off. “Alright, that’s what we’ll do!” I immediately registered a fake account and sent it to Serena. The next second, I received a friend request: “Hey there, handsome.” I thought for a moment, and mimicking Liam’s tone, I replied: “Who is this?” She replied instantly: “Who I am doesn’t matter. What matters is, do you know your girlfriend is cheating on multiple guys behind your back, and you’re just going to be left holding the bag?”
I stared at my phone screen in disbelief. *This* was how Serena was testing my boyfriend? By immediately slandering me? I took a few deep breaths, steadying my trembling hands, and quickly typed: “What do you mean? What about my girlfriend?” Serena quickly sent a ‘hug’ emoji and replied: “She’s tricked you. Don’t let her innocent facade fool you. In college, she was notoriously wild, dating several guys at once. Her reputation was ruined long ago.” “To spice things up, she even sought out Black international students. So many classmates saw her going to hotels with several Black guys at once.” “There was even a period when she was constantly battling STIs, had growths down there—ugh, absolutely disgusting—and it took forever for her to get better.” “I know you’re about to marry her, but I just can’t bear to watch an honest, kind person like you be deceived by a woman like that.” With that, she sent another string of ‘kiss’ emojis. *This* was my best friend, spreading vicious rumors about me under the guise of “caring for my well-being”! I was instantly furious, but I forced myself to calm down. I replied: “Do you have proof of any of this? Don’t just make baseless accusations.” But Serena continued to fan the flames: “I have photos and chat logs from her college days. Want to see them?” How was that possible?! Before I could ask another question, she immediately dumped a pile of chat logs and photos on me. I clicked them open, and it *was* me! But these chat logs had clearly been tampered with and stitched together. Many were even fake conversations using my profile picture. And the so-called photos were group pictures of me participating in a school international student program, taken with international students. Packaged by Serena like this, combined with her detailed, seemingly credible story, even matching times and locations – if she sent this to anyone else, it really could fool them. After all, with “irrefutable proof” right there, who wouldn’t believe it? Rage pushed me to the brink of sadness, of utter despair. I was the clown all along. I’d been so good to her. I shared every good thing, every good news with her first. I stood by her unconditionally in everything. Why? Why would she do this to me? The next second, I had my answer. Serena seemed to give “Liam” three minutes to process, then continued: “I know you and your girlfriend, and I know about her hidden past. I totally understand how you must feel right now.” “A trashy girl like that doesn’t deserve you. You’ve been so good to her, and she still doesn’t appreciate it.” Then she changed tack: “Hey, handsome, what about me? I’ve been quietly following you, and my heart aches for you.” “If I had a boyfriend as amazing as you, I’d never cheat. I’d cherish you with all my life.” Hahaha… I laughed out loud, enraged by this sudden confession. So *that* was it. Liam was right. She wanted to steal my boyfriend. To pressure “Liam” into making a quick decision, she even sent several more super revealing, close-up photos—no face, just low-cut tops, legs, and a provocatively posed ass, with the caption: “I know you’re hurting. Come out and relax, forget about that rotten girl.” Liam saw the distraught look on my face and my labored breathing. He quickly took my phone away, telling me to calm down. He raised his hands and swore, “I’d never be interested in a two-faced person like Serena. You’re the only woman I love, wife.” “Don’t get upset over trash like her.” “Now you’ve seen her true colors. We’ll just cut her out of our lives. Out of sight, out of mind.” I gave a tight smile and patted Liam. “No way! She’s coming after *me*. Am I just going to let her get away with biting me?” I thought for a moment, then replied to her: “Who are you? Why should I believe a stranger’s words?” She immediately replied: “You’ll find out when we meet. It’ll be a real surprise.” For the next few days, I continued to play the role of the heartbroken and dejected Liam on SnapChat. I’d chat with Serena occasionally, but I wouldn’t commit to breaking up. Serena grew impatient, her messages becoming bolder and more direct: “Hey, big boy, wanna hook up?” “I’m super obedient, you can do anything you want with me.”
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