Plastic sisterhood
Chapter 1
My best friend, Chloe, always used me to test
her boyfriend’s loyalty.
She’d use my account to send flirty messages
to her boyfriend, Pete.
She’d send him sexy lingerie in my name.
Then she’d gleefully watch as Pete
vehemently rejected me, insulted me, and
professed his undying love for her.
This time, she’d learned some new trick
online.
She specifically asked me out to dinner,
wanting Pete to serve me food, watching my
reaction with a mischievous smile.
I was incredibly embarrassed. Just as I was
about to refuse, a stream of comments
floated across my vision.
“The spoiled wife is using the second female
lead again! She has way more money and/
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love, why does she have to make things so
miserable for her?”
“The second female lead doesn’t know yet,
the wife is doing this because she
misunderstands that the male lead actually
likes the second female lead, so she
deliberately got her scholarship revoked and
then pretended to help her out.”
“The second female lead is so good–natured,
she’s been treated like dirt by the wife time
and time again, she thinks the wife is just
spoiled and not malicious. If it were me, I
would have slapped her!”
“Second female lead, just eat the food that
the wife’s boyfriend offered. Step on this guy
and climb to the top. Let’s see who laughs
last.”
1
After reading the comments.
It took me a long time to recover.
く
I never imagined that my scholarship being
revoked years ago was orchestrated by my
best friend.
For years, I was grateful to Chloe for helping
me finish college when I was at my wit’s end.
So, I considered her my best friend, and even
after paying her back, I continued to do
everything I could to repay her.
No matter how absurd her requests were to
test Pete, I endured Pete’s insults and glares,
helping her send those degrading messages.
I repeatedly told her that Pete and she were
childhood sweethearts, that he was with her
because he loved her.
She wouldn’t believe me, going to extreme
lengths to test him.
She needed to see him coldly reject me
before she was satisfied.
Before I came today, I was happy for hours,
thinking that since it was my birthday, Chloe
invited me to dinner as a surprise.
Instead, it was another online method to test
her boyfriend, and I was the sacrificial lamb.
