Slap the girlfriend who fell in love
with voyeurism
Chapter 1
My best friend, Ashley, was in the shower
when my phone buzzed with a notification
from her security cam.
I should have minded my own business, but
curiosity got the better of me.
It sounded like some dude moaning.
“Girl, you gotta call the cops,” I told her.
“Someone’s messing with your security
system.”
She did, and guess what? It turned out to be
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He didn’t just pay everyone off to make it go
away, he had the nerve to say to her, “I was
thinking of wifing you up, but now? I’m so
disappointed.”
Seriously?
Ashley, being Ashley, regretted everything.
She cleaned herself up, climbed into bed, and
turned the camera back on, hoping for a
reconciliation.
It backfired.
This trust fund jerk was already checking out
other cameras, other girls.
She was furious, humiliated, and somehow,
That night, she broke into my apartment and
stabbed me to death.
“It’s all your fault!” she screamed.
“You ruined my chance to marry rich! He was
supposed to bring me home and give me
everything!”
The next thing I knew, I woke up. I was back
on the phone with Ashley on that same day.
“I think I heard a guy in my security cam,” she
said, all jittery.
“Should I call the cops?”
Cool as a cucumber, I shut down the website
where someone was streaming Ashley’s
shower and said “You sure you wonne coll
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shower, and said, “You sure you wanna call
the cops? Isn’t this the whole damsel–in-
distress thing you’ve been waiting for?”
“Chloe, but you always said that’s not love,
it’s a crime! You told me to call the cops!”
Ashley was wrapped in a towel, looking
unsure.
I couldn’t miss the gleam of anticipation in
her eyes.
I just smiled and said, “Well, I was wrong. I
didn’t know this kind of fairytale even
happened, but now that I know, I totally
support you.”
Ashley’s face lit up.
She lifted her chin and said, “I knew it! I told
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Then, like she couldn’t wait another second,
she said, “Gotta go! I’m heading back to the
bathroom!”
