Chapter 3

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If I knew that day how dirty she would play, I would have left without saying a word.

“[Teacher at Clover High sleeps with rich businessman]” started trending on Twitter.

Pictures of Ethan and I having sex in my apartment were leaked online, with Ethan blurred out, but I was on full display.

Mr. Reynolds called me into his office.

“I know that was Ethan, but this is getting out of hand. The school has decided to let you go.”

And that was it. I was hated by the students, complained about by the parents, and I lost my job.

When I got home, someone threw eggs all over my front door.

I unlocked the door, and my mom was sitting on the couch waiting for me.

Before I could turn, a mug hit me.

It hit my head, and fell to the floor in a pile of glass.

It was the mug Ethan got me.

“You still have the nerve to come home, why don’t you just drop dead?!”

“Your face is all over town, what did you think the neighbors would say?”

“I can’t believe what you’ve done. You know I hate cheaters and you act like one. What is wrong with you.”

I started crying and told her, “Mom, I didn’t, that’s not me, he framed me.”

She slapped me, “So you mean to tell me the boy tricked you into sleeping with him, or you wanted his money?”

She pulls out a knife on her neck, “Record a video for your family saying you’re not my daughter.”

I recorded the video and sent it to the family group chat, she was proud.

Adding, “Starting today, Claire and I are no longer family, whatever she does has nothing to do with me, you guys can blame her dad.”