The Best Revenge Was My Success

He Kissed Another Girl for a Joke. I Made Him Regret It for Life. The night everything

broke started like any other party—too loud, too crowded, too overwhelming.

I stood near the kitchen, laughing with people I barely knew, while my boyfriend,

Eli, moved through the room like he owned it. He loved attention.

I loved him. That should’ve been my first warning. Then came the game. Someone yelled,

“Truth or Dare!” and the circle formed fast. When it was Eli’s turn,

I felt calm. I trusted him. “Dare,” he said confidently. A girl across the

circle—Lena, sharp smile, perfect hair—leaned forward. “I dare you to tell