Crossed Me? You Picked the Wrong Bitch

At my own engagement party, my fiancé Tristan smiled at me—while his “pure” childhood friend Chloe was already planning how to destroy me. One night of “harmless jokes” turned into a trap: I was accused of drugging her, framed as jealous and unstable, and dragged into the police station while the internet called me trash.

Meanwhile, Tristan stood in front of cameras defending her like she was some innocent angel—when in reality, she was sleeping with his friends, staging lies, and crying victim