Telling Lisa
I called my best friend Lisa, barely holding myself together. Her voice was calm but firm, a lifeline in the middle of my emotional chaos. When I told her what had happened, she didn’t gasp or cry — she got serious. She knew exactly how to hurt him back, and her advice was simple and direct.
Lisa told me to cancel his credit cards, to disrupt his little fantasy vacation. “Make him feel it,” she said. Her words echoed in my head long after the call ended. It wasn’t about revenge — it was about making him face the reality he was trying to escape. Suddenly, I had a plan.
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