Blurb：
When Leo discovers the word "slut" carved into his brand-new Porsche, security footage reveals a shocking truth: his fiancée Chloe, who claimed to be out of state, was present while her childhood best friend Evan vandalized the car. Confronted with their lies, Leo demands a full replacement for the $280,000 vehicle. But as Chloe and Evan try to downplay the destruction, Leo uncovers deeper betrayal. This intense story of revenge explores themes of trust, entitlement, and the high price of deception. Will Leo walk away from the relationship, or will Chloe and Evan face the consequences of their actions?Content：
Countless iterations of the word “slut” had been gouged into the obsidian black paint of my brand-new car.I was in the owner’s lounge at the dealership, the security footage cued up on a tablet, when I saw her. Chloe. My fiancée. Who was supposed to be two states over visiting her sister. Standing right next to her, looking painfully awkward, was Evan, her childhood best friend.
“Leo, it’s just a car. Do you really have to make such a big deal out of this?”
She tossed a service estimate onto the glass table in front of me. “Just sign it. Insurance will handle everything. Let’s not be late for our movie.”
My eyes were glued to the tablet. To the pixelated image of Evan, key in hand, grinning as he carved a deep gash across the Porsche emblem on the hood. I felt a slow, cold smile spread across my own face.
“You want me to just let this go?”
“Yes,” they both said, their faces masks of entitled impatience.
“Alright,” I said, picking up my keys from the table and tossing them so they landed with a soft clack in front of Evan. “Buy me a new one.”
I leaned back, meeting their stunned expressions. “And we’ll pretend this never happened.”
1
The color drained from Chloe’s face. “Leo, what the hell are you talking about?”
Evan, the man who’d been laughing like a hyena in the video, now adopted the look of a kicked puppy. “Leo, man, I’m sorry. I wasn’t thinking straight, I’d had a few drinks. My hand just… slipped.”
I picked up my phone, found the video file, and turned the volume all the way up.
His voice, tinny but clear, filled the quiet lounge. “Watch this, Chloe. I’m gonna leave him a little souvenir.”
The shriek of metal on metal that followed was excruciatingly loud. Every other customer in the room turned to stare.
Chloe’s face cycled through shades of red, white, and a sickly green. She lunged for my phone, trying to wrestle it from my grasp.
I was faster. I locked the screen and pulled it away. “What do you think you’re doing?”
“Are you trying to humiliate us?” she hissed, her voice a furious whisper.
“Humiliate you?” I stared at her, genuinely baffled. “He’s the one who did something disgusting. How does that turn into me humiliating you?”
Evan tugged on Chloe’s sleeve, putting on a show of remorse for our audience. “Leo, I’ll pay for the repairs. Double, whatever they cost. Okay?”
“I said, a new car.” My voice was flat, devoid of any warmth.
“Don’t push it, Leo!” Chloe finally snapped. “It’s a car that costs, what, a few dozen grand? You’re going to throw away our entire relationship for that?”
“A few dozen grand?” A laugh escaped my lips, but there was no humor in it. “Chloe, this car, with all the options, was two hundred and eighty thousand dollars. And that’s what it is in your mind? A rounding error?”
“More importantly,” I said, my voice dropping, “this isn’t about the money.”
I pointed a finger at Evan. “It’s about him. Maliciously destroying something of mine, right in front of you. And you? You didn’t just hide it. You were going to let me walk in here like an idiot and sign that paper, none the wiser.”
“I…” Chloe faltered, her mouth opening and closing with no sound.
Evan, seeing his damsel in distress, stepped forward to play the knight. “Chloe, don’t get upset. It’s all my fault.” He turned to me, his eyes glinting with a challenge. “Leo, this is between us men. Don’t drag Chloe into it. Just tell me what you want.”
The way he framed it, he was her noble protector, and I was the unreasonable villain. A chihuahua trying to pass for a Doberman.
“It’s simple.” I scooped my keys off the table and dropped them back into my pocket. “A brand-new, identical car. Delivered today. If you can’t manage that, then we have nothing left to talk about.”
I turned and walked away.
Chloe’s shriek followed me. “Leo! Don’t you walk away from me! If you walk out that door, we are over!”
I didn’t even break stride.
2
Back home, the first thing I did was back up the video. I made a dozen copies, uploading them to every cloud drive and encrypted email account I owned.
The moment I finished, my mom called.
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