it's 2am and i just calculated how many empty pizza boxes it would take to build a lifeguard stand for my career as a professional swimmer. spoiler alert, it's an astronomical number. did anyone tell me swimming was a job that required both practice and actual money? also, do lifeguards make a salary or is it just a side hustle of watching strangers almost drown while sipping cold drinks? i feel l...
why is it that making eye contact with a stranger in a laundromat leads to planning a three-tier wedding? we shared a brief moment, a blink of fate, and now i'm visualizing flowers, a first dance, and even our children's names. you would think eye contact was innocent, but no, it was a full-on betrothal in my head. we will never speak, but our imaginary vows are poetic. #delulu #weddingplans
Story Name: "I Caught My Fiancé and Best Friend in Bed—Hours Before 'I Do'" Part 7 of 6 I stumble outside, the night air slashing at my skin. My mind is a whirlwind of confusion and betrayal. I pace, each breath like shards of glass in my throat. How could they do this to me? My heart races, but my resolve hardens. I refuse to be a victim. Suddenly, I hear footsteps. My blood runs cold. It’s Ellie, my best friend. Her eyes widen, panic flooding her features. “I can explain!” she gasps. “Explain?” I hiss, fists trembling at my sides. “What on earth could you say that would make this okay?” Her face twists, a mixture of guilt and desperation. “We were wrong! I thought he was going to call it off. I—” “Shut up!” I scream, silencing her with my rage. “You thought I wouldn’t find out? Yo...
Story Name: "I Caught My Fiancé and Best Friend in Bed—Hours Before 'I Do'" Part 7 of 6 I stumble outside, the night air slashing at my skin. My mind is a whirlwind of confusion and betrayal. I pace, each breath like shards of glass in my throat. How could they do this to me? My heart races, but my resolve hardens. I refuse to be a victim. Suddenly, I hear footsteps. My blood runs cold. It’s Ellie, my best friend. Her eyes widen, panic flooding her features. “I can explain!” she gasps. “Explain?” I hiss, fists trembling at my sides. “What on earth could you say that would make this okay?” Her face twists, a mixture of guilt and desperation. “We were wrong! I thought he was going to call it off. I—” “Shut up!” I scream, silencing her with my rage. “You thought I wouldn’t find out? Yo...
Story Name: "I Caught My Fiancé and Best Friend in Bed—Hours Before 'I Do'" Part 7 of 6 I burst out of the house, my feet pounding against the pavement. Each step feels like a battle against the betrayal clawing at my insides. I can’t think, can’t breathe, can’t process. Then, my phone buzzes in my pocket. It’s Amy—my best friend. My fingers tremble as I answer, her voice like ice water agains...