My Ex Dumped Me for My Best Friend Because I Was ‘Too Fat’ — on Their Wedding Day, Karma Stepped In

“You deserve someone who never makes you feel like a backup.”

We’d been friends since college. She’s tiny, blonde, naturally thin in a “I forgot to eat today” way that makes people roll their eyes and love her anyway. She held my hand at my dad’s funeral. She spent nights on my couch when my anxiety was bad.

She used to tell me, “You deserve someone who never makes you feel like a backup.”

Six months ago, that same girl was in my bed with my boyfriend.

Literally.

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His hand on her hip. Her hair on my pillow.

I was at work when my iPad lit up with a shared photo notification. Sayer and I had synced devices because we were cute and stupid.

I tapped it without thinking.

It was my bedroom.

My gray comforter. My yellow throw pillow.

Sayer and Maren in the middle of it. Shirtless. Laughing. His hand on her hip. Her hair on my pillow.

“Are you okay?”

For a second, my brain tried to convince me it was old or fake.

Then my stomach flipped.

“I have to go,” I told Abby, grabbing my bag.

“Are you okay?” she asked.

“No,” I said, and walked out.

“Anything you want to tell me?”