28/08/2025
I SAW MY BEST FRIEND WEARING MY FIANCÈ'S SHIRT AND WHAT HAPPENED NEXT, YOU WON'T BELIEVE IT...
CHAPTER 3
My body went cold. My legs felt weak as I stood there staring at the scene in front of me.
Tears poured down my cheeks uncontrollably.
“Ja...son? Cynthia??” I called out, my voice shaking like I was about to break apart.
The moment they heard me, they both turned in shock. Jason’s eyes widened, and Cynthia quickly tried to pull the bedsheet over herself.
“Babe! Wait..it’s not what you think..” Jason rushed off the bed, almost tripping, and came towards me.
"You still want to lie even after I caught you red-handed? Really? Don’t touch me!!” I screamed as he tried to grab my hand. My palm landed across his face with a hot slap that echoed in the room.
Jason froze, holding his cheek, his mouth opening but no words coming out. My tears blurred my vision as I pushed past him and ran out of the house.
“Babe! Please! Listen to me!” Jason shouted, running after me, but I didn’t stop. My chest was tight, and my breath was heavy as I dashed out into the street, waving down a cab with shaky hands.
I got home and locked myself in my room. I cried my eyes out until I could barely feel my face. Betrayal stabbed me deep in my chest, by the two people I trusted the most.
Hours passed, but the pain in my heart didn’t reduce.
By evening, I heard a knock on my door. At first, I ignored it, thinking it was my mum or maybe Jason coming to beg. But then I heard her voice.
“Bestie... it’s me, Cynthia. Please open the door.”
My heart skipped. Cynthia. The same person I just caught on my fiancé’s bed.
I wiped my tears angrily and dragged myself to the door. I opened it, expecting her to at least look guilty. But to my shock, she stood there boldly, arms folded across her chest.
“What do you want?” I asked sternly.
She stepped inside without even waiting for me to invite her.
“You look terrible,” she said casually, her eyes scanning my swollen face.
I stared at her in disbelief. “Cynthia, after everything I saw today, you still have the guts to stand in my house? You should be begging me on your knees right now!”
“Beg you?” she scoffed, letting out a mocking laugh. “For what exactly?”
My eyes widened. “What do you mean ‘for what’? You slept with my fiancé! You betrayed me in the worst way possible!”
Cynthia looked me straight in the eyes and smirked. “And I don’t regret it.”
My chest tightened. “What… what did you just say?”
“I said I don’t regret it,” she repeated firmly.
Then, I landed her a hot slap on her cheek.
"are you mad? Are you insane?" I asked but she only looked at me, then bursted out laughing, then her eyes changed.
“Do you know how long I’ve loved Jason? From the very first day you introduced him to me, I wanted him. But of course, it had to be you. You always get everything, don’t you? You’ve always been the perfect one, beautiful, loved, engaged. And me? I’ve always been in your shadow.”
I stood frozen, shaking my head. “Cynthia, no… no, you can’t mean this.”
“I mean every single word!” she snapped. “I’ve been jealous of you for years. You think I enjoyed pretending to be happy for you? Watching you show off your ring, planning a wedding with the man I wanted for myself? No, my darling… I couldn’t take it anymore.”
Tears rolled down my face in streams as I whispered, “You were like my sister, Cynthia. I trusted you with my whole life! How could you do this to me?”
Cynthia shrugged, her eyes cold. “Because you don’t deserve him. Jason deserves someone like me, not you. Someone who truly knows how to make him happy.”
I gasped. “So all this while… the excuses, the distance, the lies… it was all because of Jason?”
She smirked again. “Exactly. I didn’t want to waste my time with you anymore. I wanted to spend it with the man who should have been mine all along.”
I covered my face with my hands, crying so hard that my body shook. “You’re not even sorry… Wow..”
“Sorry?” she chuckled coldly. “No, I’m not. In fact, I’m glad you finally found out. At least now, you’ll know Jason isn’t really yours.”
Her words pierced my heart like a sharp knÎfÈ. My sobs grew louder as I backed away from her, unable to believe what I was hearing.
Cynthia stepped closer, her voice low but firm. “Jason is mine. And there’s nothing you can do about it.”
I lifted my head slowly, my teary eyes meeting hers. My lips trembled, but no words came out. I just kept crying, staring at the lady I once called my best friend but who now stood as my worst enemy.
The room went silent, except for the sound of my tears hitting the floor.
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To be continued…
Written By: Miracle Uwak ✍️
