On Our Anniversary, My Boyfriend's Childhood Friend Ate My Dog — Novel

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Cora thought her life was on the right track—engaged to the man she loved, with a cherished dog by her side. But everything shatters when she returns home early from a business trip, only to find her fiancé, Charles, enjoying a twisted meal with his childhood friend, Anna. The sight of her beloved Tommy's fur beside the trash can isn’t just shocking; it’s a betrayal that cuts deep, revealing a side of Charles she never knew existed.

In the aftermath of this horror, Cora grapples with her own worth, wondering how she could have misjudged the man she thought she knew. As Charles and Anna flaunt their twisted relationship, Cora is left feeling invisible and desperate. Can she find the strength to reclaim her life from the ashes of this betrayal? Or will she continue to be trapped in a web of manipulation and disdain?

With every painful moment, Cora must confront the truth: is love worth sacrificing her dignity? As she begins to unravel the complexities of her relationship, the stakes rise, and the question looms—how far will she go to break free from the past and finally choose herself?

On Our Anniversary, My Boyfriend's Childhood Friend Ate My DogChapter 1

I had to go on a business trip, so I reluctantly asked my fiancé to take care of the dog I had raised for five years.

My fiancé pounded his chest, promising, "Cora, don't worry. I'll take good care of it!"

When I snuck home to surprise him, I found him and his childhood friend, Anna, sitting around the table, eating fondue.

Next to the trash can was fur with traces of blood.

Anna smiled and praised, "Cora, you raised him well! No wonder you fed him such expensive dog food. The meat is so tender!

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"Cora, you took such good care of Tommy! The meat is so firm!"

I stared in disbelief at the cold fur next to the trash can, and the gift in my hand fell to the ground with a thud.

Anna wrapped her arms around Charles, playfully whining, "I just mentioned I wanted to eat, and Charles made it happen. Cora, you don't mind, right?"

Charles affectionately ruffled her hair and shot me a sharp look.

"It's just a little animal. Cora, don't overreact.

"We can always get another one."

His tone was calm and indifferent, as if discussing something insignificant.

My hands trembled as I touched the fur, now cold and matted with dried blood.