While I was deleting the messages, my eyes landed on the photo on my phone screen. It made a wave of bitterness surge in my heart.
Grant and I had grown up together. We had gone to the same school, fallen in love, and become the picture-perfect couple.
Jeremy was two years older than me and adored me. Anything I wanted, he got it for me.
All of that changed the moment Jessie entered our lives.
She came from the countryside and was beautiful, sweet, and the complete opposite of me.
She was like a wildflower pushing up through a crack in the rocks, resilient and untamed. Just like that, all eyes turned to her, including those of Jeremy and Grant.
Only I knew the truth. Jessie was not who she pretended to be. She and her friends once cornered me in a bathroom, tore off my clothes, and took many photos. She threatened to release them if I ever dared to speak out.
Then she walked out with crocodile tears in her eyes and claimed that I had bullied her.
With no evidence to prove what really happened, I had no way to defend myself.
