"Don’t be too upset. How about you give me your phone? I can give him a piece of my mind! No, actually, a good scolding won’t be enough. I’ll hire someone to drag him into an alley and give him a beating."
Madison tried to cheer me up, but I forced a smile. "That would be against the law."
"Then what are you planning to do?"
While I wasn’t exactly tough, I wasn’t going to let myself be walked all over, either. Besides, I had that photo as evidence. Wilson, being his usual considerate self, was holding the door open for Lisa with his typical indulgent smile. Anyone with eyes could see what was going on.
I sent the photo to Wilson with the blunt message, “We’re over.”
Then, I blocked him and deleted his number.
Oh, and I also posted something passive-aggressive on my Moments. “Of course, my boyfriend isn’t cheating on me. He just has a lot of good female friends.”
The photo was of him and Lisa, with his face zoomed in to make sure he could be recognized even without reading glasses.
As soon as I posted it, my phone buzzed non-stop with messages pouring in. I ignored them and turned back to Madison, who was busy with shooting balloons.
"Liana, are you sure you’re okay?"