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She Tried To Steal My Life. I Took Her Future.

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 689    |    Released on: 23/06/2025

glare at me, their self-righteousness practically radiating off them. I le

pression. I let out a

dripping with false remorse. "I

me a small, approving nod. Becca peeked out from her hiding s

, looking at the floor. "It startled me

't," Becca mumble

ome on. Let me see the phone. We'll delete it

I just told her to delete it and trusted her.

yes before she masked it. She couldn't refuse without looking su

ne," she said, her vo

in a towel was right there. I made a show of holding

t give the

deleted folder," I said casually.

across the screen. I wasn't looking for photos. I was looking for notif

ssages from a us

, you are a

u for real? Don' t

u sent last n

sk of friendly concern. I swiped the notific

lly. "See? All good. Let's

Lauren shot me one last dirty look before leading Becca out o

y smile vanished. The first p

the perfect opportunity. I set up my phone on a tripod,

ority formal!" I chirped,

s, my major, the party theme. I made sure to tag the university, Ka

m one of my real friends pop

h anyone tonight Ch

e actually never even been on a dating app. I'm too shy for that, can you

mpletely deniable. I wasn't accusing anyone of anythin

he local dive bar. The kind of guy who would definitely

would know I wasn't the girl he'd been t

d be very,

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She Tried To Steal My Life. I Took Her Future.
She Tried To Steal My Life. I Took Her Future.
“The last thing I remembered was the stench of stale beer and damp asphalt, then the crunch of my own bones. My best friend Becca, my sorority little sister, stood by, pointing, her face a mask of cold satisfaction. She had used my ID, my photos, my name for her own sinister schemes, and it led to my brutal death in that alley by loan sharks. Killed simply because I was too trusting, too kind, too naive to see her for what she truly was. But then, I woke up. The scent of lavender laundry detergent filled the air, my body was whole, no pain, no blood. And then I heard it – the soft click of a phone camera. Becca, standing in my doorway, phone aimed at me, just like the day it all began. This time, there would be no pity, no forgiveness. This time, I was ready.”
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