Her friend joyfully picked up the bank card, squeezing out a sycophantic smile. "Ms. Thompson is so generous! If I were a man, I'd fall head over heels for you too!"
Mia, pleased by the compliment, reveled in her vanity.
Another voice chimed in with concern. "But what if Troy finds out? He'd go crazy, right?"
Mia scoffed dismissively, "He's currently in debt for tens of thousands, working three jobs a day just to pay it off. He's too busy to even think of coming home.
"And what does it matter if he finds out? It's just a game to me; I don't love him. Even if he died, it wouldn't matter to me!"
Mia's heartless words stabbed at my heart like icy daggers.
The vile nature of the woman before me was revolting.
Seeing her casually throw away the money I had scraped together for emergencies was the last straw.
I couldn't bear it any longer.
I sold my garage, borrowed money from everyone I knew, worked myself to the bone, and even gave up my best chance at treatment for a false promise!
It was all to save her!
But now, knowing the truth, I realize I was the only one kept in the dark, played for a fool by her all along.
It was all a cruel game she meticulously planned!
Holding back my rage, I kicked open the door, stepped into the house, and turned on the light.
The room fell silent as they saw my livid face, their smiles freezing instantly, expressions turning.
Mia stood up, her face flashing with panic. "Troy? What brought you back so sudden
I let out a cold laugh, my gaze sweeping across the crowd. "Thank goodness I came back," I said icily, "otherwise I wouldn't have known that the esteemed Ms. Thompson would stoop so low as to play me for three years!"
Mia's face turned an ugly shade of pale as her deception was exposed.
Before, I had been meek and submissive, filled with guilt for having fallen in love with both "sisters", and I had always obeyed her without a word of protest.
But now, in front of everyone, I put her in a spot she couldn't talk her way out of.
With the lie out in the open, I no longer cared about maintaining any pretense of civility. It was more satisfying to simply tear off the mask and let the truth be known.
Mia's pride took a hit from my rebuttal, and with a cold voice, she said, "Good that you know. After all, a loser like you wouldn't even get a glance from me normally. Dating me was probably the highlight of your life!"