Tit For Tat Novel by Anonymous

Tit For Tat Novel by Anonymous
Tit For Tat Novel by Anonymous

 

Tit For Tat Novel by Anonymous

 

The night before our engagement party, Adrian Cole personally sent an email titled “Mr. Cole’s Secondhand Goods” to all 327 guests.

 

The email contained old photos of me with my former fiancé. Someone had labeled me “Returned once. Still in decent condition.” At the bottom of the page, there was even a poll: “Would you marry a woman another man didn’t want? “

 

His childhood friend, Sloane Pierce, sat beside him, phone in hand, waiting to capture my reaction when I saw it.

 

On the ballroom’s giant screen, the open count ticked up in real time.

 

Board members from the bank, company employees, business partners, and two financial reporters were all on the recipient list.

 

Adrian called it a pre-engagement joke and blamed me for not having a sense of humor.

 

But you can’t unsend an email. Screenshots had already leaked to the media, and as a result, the Harbor Dock project I was managing was suspended by the investment committee.

 

I took off my ring, called off the engagement, and exported the backend logs.

 

Only later did Adrian finally understand that what everyone was laughing at that night was never just my past.

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