The Worst Cheaters Exposed For Their Awful Deeds

44. IT’S THE THOUGHT THAT COUNTS

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20 or some odd years ago I caught my ex, not actually having sex, but in bed with another guy. On Valentine’s Day. With a dozen roses in my hand.

What a horrible person. Fighting would get you kicked out of college, so I told the much smaller guy that as soon I saw him off campus someday, I’d kill him.

Fifteen years and worlds later, I’m at an engagement party at a bar, and some friends come up and tell me the guy over there is extremely scared of me and thinks I’m going to kill him.

I look over and couldn’t stop laughing. It was so far in the past, but for some reason, that guy remembered it like I had sworn an oath to avenge my family.

It felt good. His fear was redemption enough.

HaveaManhattan

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