My Husband and Bestie Filmed My Breakdown as 'Exposure Therapy'—I Fixed Them Both with a Divorce & a Lawsuit - Chapter 102

Chapter 1 Chapter 1 [Fell for my commute crush-HELP!!!] The night before my wedding, I saw this post. [He's hot-and drives a Porschea. Same route EVERY MORNING.] [Got rear-ended at a red light today. He jumped out to check on me.] 10K+ upvotes on the top comment: "TELL HIM. What if he's into you too?" I was OBSESSED. Clicked the accident photo she attached. A man's hand reaching toward her. That watch-Patek Philippe Nautilus. Limited edition. I zoomed in. Froze. MY engagement gift to my fiancé. Engraved with our initials-D.B. + A.W.

That bitch's waiting for his confession-I'm planning to MARRY him. FUCK YOU. Love playing hero in your fancy car, huh? I dialed the number I swore I'd never touch. "Uncle, I'm in on the amnesia plan. And get me a new groom!" The post was old, but it kept trending. I clicked on her profile. A girl's entire one-side love story unfold. Until six months ago, she thanked everyone who told her to go for it. Chapter 1 "We were finally together!" After that? Sweet couple posts. He bought her flowers. Spent weekends with her. Last month, he gave her a ring. She posted a photo. Hands intertwined.

"He put it on me himself. Said he'd propose when the time's right." I zoomed in. Stared at it for a long time. That was MY design. Nine drafts. Countless all-nighters. Every time I was falling apart. Damon would come up behind me. Wrap his arms around me. Kiss me softly. I'd lean back into him. "Almost done. One more draft." He'd say, I'll stay with you." Then he'd sit next to me, working on his laptop, waiting. The files are still on my computer. One of a kind design. But then Damon told me the jeweler lost it. I believed him and cried for days. He kissed the tears from my eyes.

"I'd find something even better, babe. Don't cry." Turns out it wasn't lost. It was on HER hand. Two days ago, she posted again. "He's been SO busy lately. Barely has time for his girlfriend." Chapter 1 I scrolled past. Didn't like it. Didn't comment. Just set my phone face-down on the table. I stared out at the rain. Busy planning our engagement party, I guess. My phone buzzed. Her new post. With a location tag. Some restaurant. "He told me to meet him here at 8. He's introducing me to his friends." That was it. The watch-I picked it out. The ring-I designed it.

But I still couldn't believe it. That the guy was Damon Blackwell, the man I'd marry tomorrow. On impulse, I changed my clothes and drove straight to the restaurant. 7:20. I got there early. The hostess smiled and asked who I was looking for. I gave Damon's number. She checked and led me to a private room. Long hallway. Dark red carpet. My heels made no sound. When I reached the door, it wasn't fully closed. Voices spilled out. "Damon man, you're really going all out for her, huh? Party starts at 8, and you got us here at 7:30." Chapter 1 "She's shy.