But she persisted, leaving a message claiming she had an intimate video of me and Sebastian.
I reluctantly accepted her friend request and within moments, Eliza sent the video, a grainy, intimate scene of her and Sebastian.
Just as the two minutes were about to expire, she deliberately sent a crying emoji.
[Oops, sorry, sister, I accidentally clicked the wrong one. I can’t take it back now; what should I do?]
She followed it up with a smug comment.
[I thought that passionate moment was between you and Sebastian. I was so confused; how could Sebastian be so obsessed with my body? Turns out I’m the main character after all!]
Then, she added insult to injury with a bitter remark.
[Sister, if I were you, I’d spend some money learning how to please a man, or else you wouldn’t have lost your husband!]
Not content with just words, she transferred $10,000 to me.
[This is your payment for the blood you donated. If money can solve everything, I’d rather not trade my husband for it. Wait for our wedding invitation!]
Her blatant humiliation and mockery felt like a slap in the face. But I wasn’t about to be dragged further into her web. I immediately returned the transfer.