The Birthday Betrayal

my account for my birthday, but that thin comfor

s childhood friend and my birthday twin, Chloe, got the full Ethan Davis

ar might be different, that it was for me, only to overhear him in the bathroom, tenderne

e Instag

s, planting a kiss on Ethan's cheek, captioning it,

ng his absence, of trying to understand his "c

ber her birthday, to prioritize her over his childh

sed, humiliated, a "placeh

brazen betrayal plastered

then announced on my own Facebook: "After five years, I've decided to file fo

nvisible wife; it was