Beckett: [I'm downstairs. Come greet your Daddy.]
My heart thudded as I scrolled up. Each message stabbed me like a thousand needles.
[Still fighting? Marvin is like a whiny woman. I told you from the start, I didn't think you two would last.]
[Five years freeloading off us, eating and drinking like an outsider. Ugh. Better to just divorce and be with Beckett instead.]
Beckett had sent a smug emoji. [I'm not even mad anymore. Serina said she's buying me an amazing camping site as a gift. Some people work their whole lives and still can't match what I get from having a good best friend.]
And right beneath that was Serina's reply. [Clinging to Mommy pays off. Now you see who really matters, don't you?]
[Muah~ Let's go have fun today. And remember—we agreed, no partners allowed!]
[Serina, did you see that? Beckett said as long as you come, he'll share a tent with you tonight—and take good care of you.]
An icy chill shot straight up my spine. My vision darkened.
How laughable.
Back then, it was Beckett himself who invited me into this group—he even renamed it "Fantastic 6+1."
It turned out they had built another group chat behind my back.
It wasn't as if I hadn't tried to blend in. I really had.