The screenshot displayed someone with my profile picture and name, brazenly provoking and insulting Jennie.
This impersonator even said that Julian was mine and told Jennie to beware.
But I knew I hadn't sent any of those messages—I wasn't even friends with Jennie on social media.
Everyone gave me this weird look; even Daniel and the guys looked suspiciously at me.
I pulled out my phone to prove myself, but Jennie slapped it to the ground.
"You blocked me after sending those messages because I said I’d tell Julian. That’s why we’re not friends anymore."
"That’s not true.”
I stared at Jennie, unable to understand why she was framing me.
It was our first time meeting, yet everything felt meticulously premeditated.
And what about that location pin?
The thought made me turn to Julian.
That’s when I realized he’d been watching me all along, his eyes darting around.
Did he believe I'd sent those messages?
The irony made me want to laugh.
I had been by his side for 14 years. We had been in love for eight. Didn’t he know me well enough to see through this?
I inhaled sharply, fighting back tears in this crowded room.