It wasn’t that I looked down on people with mental illnesses. If she had known about Dylan’s condition and still chose to marry him, I would have respected and even supported their union. But in this case, Dylan and his family were clearly deceiving her, hoping to trap her into a life of servitude. I couldn’t bear the guilt of letting her fall for such a lie.
“Keep this to yourself. Don’t tell anyone I said anything. And when you break things off, don’t mention his illness. Just use some other excuse. Dylan’s mental state isn’t stable, and if you mention it, he might get violent with you...” I had cautioned her sincerely.
Teresa had promised me she would handle the situation delicately, even feigning gratitude, saying, “Thank you so much. I can’t even imagine what would have happened to me if you hadn’t told me the truth. I’ll make sure to end things properly.”
Yet, that very day, she ran away.
Over the next two months, she faked illness and drained Dylan of his money.
Once she graduated, she cut off all contact with him, disappearing to start a new life elsewhere. Not only that, but she also made sure to tell Dylan exactly who had spilled the beans.
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