"She Could Do So Much Better Than You," Her Mother Sighed After I Proposed. My Girlfriend Just...

"She Could Do So Much Better Than You," Her Mother Sighed After I Proposed. My Girlfriend Just...

Chapter 8

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But the real karma hit about three months in.

I was at a hardware store buying supplies for my new deck when I bumped into Sarah, one of Chloe's old friends. Sarah had always been kind of neutral; she tolerated Linda, but clearly thought the whole dynamic was weird.

"Mark?" she asked, looking shocked to see me. "Wow, you look good."

"I feel good, Sarah," I said, putting a box of screws in my cart.

She hesitated, then leaned in. "Look, I probably shouldn't tell you this, but did you hear about the upgrade?"

I chuckled. "The what?"

"Linda set her up," Sarah whispered. "About a month after you, you know, kicked them out. Linda told Chloe she needed to get back on the horse and find a high-value man. She set her up with this guy named Julian. Told Chloe he was a crypto investor or something."

I leaned against the shelf. "Let me guess: he wasn't."

Sarah gasped. "Oh, he was rich—or he acted like it. He took them both out to dinner. Linda was drooling over him. He drove a Maserati. Chloe thought she had won the lottery. She was posting all over Instagram about how she finally found someone on her level, and—"

"And he was a scammer," Sarah said. "Like, a literal con artist. He dated Chloe for six weeks, convinced her to take out a personal loan to invest in his new coin, and then vanished. He took the money, ghosted her, and left her with a $15,000 debt. Linda is furious because he borrowed one of her credit cards, too."

I felt a cold, hard satisfaction settle in my chest. "That's unfortunate."

"She's in a bad place, Mark," Sarah said softly. "She's working at a diner now. Linda is threatening to kick her out because she can't pay the rent."

I nodded. "Well, she wanted better. Sometimes better is a steep learning curve."

I paid for my screws and left.

Six months post-breakup, I was a different person. My savings account was healthy, my skin was clear, and I was dating a woman named Elena, a pediatrician I met at a running club. Elena drove a beat-up Toyota, split the bill on our first date without asking, and hated drama. It was the easiest, most peaceful relationship of my life.

I hadn't thought about Chloe in weeks.

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