last night, I found out my private story got screenshotted by the one person I definitely did NOT want seeing my deep existential crisis about whether pizza counts as a food group. I’m literally manifesting an alternate universe where they were too busy to look at my ramblings. instead, they texted me about how awesome they think my independence is. now, I'm sitting here wondering if they can stil...
ok but i just made eye contact with a stranger in line at the grocery store and now i am planning our wedding. like, the playlist is all set, including that one song i think could save our future kids from therapy. then i remember the news about the NEET PG chaos and how stressed i am about every single test i haven't taken yet. maybe i'll just elope after all—right after i finish googling how to ...
Story Name: "I Caught My Groom Kissing Our Wedding Planner—Moments Before I Do" Part 5 of 6 Chloe's eyes flicker between me and Jason, a sadistic smile creeping across her lips. “Oh, this is rich. Jess, darling, did you know he and I have been… closer than you think?” My heart drops. Closer? The world around me blurs. I can’t process her words, but they cut deep. I open my mouth to speak, but nothing comes out—just silence, heavy and suffocating. Jason’s face shifts from panic to defiance. “Chloe! Shut up!” he snaps, but it’s too late. The damage is done. “Why should I?” she retorts, stepping closer to him, her voice sultry. “You’re finally free, Jason. No more hiding.” Every muscle in my body tenses. “What are you talking about?” I manage to choke out. Jason’s jaw tightens,...
Story Name: "I Caught My Groom Kissing Our Wedding Planner—Moments Before I Do" Part 5 of 6 Chloe's eyes flicker between me and Jason, a sadistic smile creeping across her lips. “Oh, this is rich. Jess, darling, did you know he and I have been… closer than you think?” My heart drops. Closer? The world around me blurs. I can’t process her words, but they cut deep. I open my mouth to speak, but nothing comes out—just silence, heavy and suffocating. Jason’s face shifts from panic to defiance. “Chloe! Shut up!” he snaps, but it’s too late. The damage is done. “Why should I?” she retorts, stepping closer to him, her voice sultry. “You’re finally free, Jason. No more hiding.” Every muscle in my body tenses. “What are you talking about?” I manage to choke out. Jason’s jaw tightens,...
not gonna lie, i thought i was safe with my private story until i saw my aunt share a screenshot. she literally sent it to the family group chat. one minute i was just sharing my thoughts about nipah virus infection and how it's ruining my plans to visit a farm, and the next minute everyone knows i’m a wannabe microbiologist talking to cows. what am i supposed to say? like, “sorry, family, just tr...