She Used My Face to Catch Her Online Boyfriend, Then I Became His Chapter 02

She Used My Face to Catch Her Online Boyfriend, Then I Became His Chapter 02

Her messaging app was logged in on the tablet.

I went through her chat history.

Pinned: “Babe.”

Latest: Missed call.

Above that, Janice had sent: “Babe, what do you think of tonight’s outfit?”

The attached photo was — surprise — a candid of me.

I saw red.

I’d been sitting with my legs tucked under me, watching a show, my shorts riding up to my thighs.

I scrolled further, suppressing my anger.

A week ago, she’d sent the dorm group photo and asked, “Babe, guess which one is me?”

She was the only one airbrushed in the photo — standing in the center, photoshopped much thinner.

I was in the corner, bare-faced, hair a mess, looking miserable after accidentally biting into a super-sour pickle.

After a long pause, he circled my face.

“This one? She’s pretty.”

Janice took five minutes to reply.

She looked conflicted.

“You sure, babe? Want to look again?”

“The prettiest one.”

“Look again.”

He just replied with an ellipsis.

Janice: “Haha, just kidding. You guessed right, babe. The one you circled is me TT”

From that day on, they chatted more and more.

Almost everything Janice sent was photos of me.

She didn’t just steal my selfies from social media — she took secret shots of everything in the dorm.

My bed, my makeup, even my half-eaten takeout on my desk.

Every time she shared something, her boyfriend transferred her five hundred dollars.

I frowned.

I tapped into his profile.

One selfie of him smiling at the camera.

Young, good-looking.

No wonder Janice was glued to her phone calling him “babe.”

I noticed he’d reposted something from the school’s official account.

Westbrook University.

Same school as my boyfriend.