Romance
At my engagement party, my fiancee's male best friend pulled my pants down in front of over 500 guests. I desperately grabbed my belt and demanded to know what the hell he thought he was doing.He thought I was making a fuss over nothing. "I just wanted to see what color underwear you're wearing."As he spoke, he held up the Besties Chat Group, which included my fiancee, Justine Severin. A poll was underway. "What color underwear will Henry Banks be wearing today?"There were eight people in the group, and seven had voted. Justine only replied, "Cut it out."I froze, then turned in disbelief toward my impeccably dressed fiancee standing behind me. Justine frowned. "Everyone was just messing around to liven things up. Don't take it seriously."She turned back and continued chatting and laughing with the other guests as if nothing had happened. At that moment, I suddenly realized just how rotten the woman standing before me was.I took off my engagement ring and dropped it into a champagne glass. "Let's call off the engagement."
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