If you’re gonna cheat, at least cover your damn tracks!

I was dating this guy who swore up and down he was sober and all about that fitness life—hitting the gym like a beast. But a couple of months in, he started vanishing at night. His excuse? “Oh, just hitting the 24-hour gym, babe!” Yeah, right. I wasn’t born yesterday. I slipped an AirTag into his wallet and tracked his sneaky ass. Turns out, he wasn’t pumping iron—he was creeping into his ex’s apartment building. When I confronted him, he lost it, screaming, “This is your fault! You smothered me! I love her—she fries me dumplings, damn it!”
I told him to go ahead and fry her “dumpling” all he wants now!
#cheating #drama #busted #relationshipfail