My Friend Hid Her New Boyfriend from Me, and When I Finally Saw Him, I Was Horrified – Story of the Day

It started with a whisper, a nervous laugh from her, then a swift change of subject. My best friend. My rock. We’d shared everything since we were kids – secrets, dreams, even toothbrushes during sleepovers. We knew each other’s deepest fears and highest hopes. So when she started getting cagey about her new relationship, a creeping unease settled in my stomach.

It’s nothing, I told myself. Maybe it’s moving fast and she’s just shy. But that wasn’t her. She was always the first to shout about her happiness, to gush about a new crush, to dissect every text message with me. This silence was unnatural. This quiet evasiveness was a foreign language in our friendship.

“So, tell me about him!” I’d press, trying to keep my voice light, casual. “What’s he like? Where did you meet him?”She’d just smile, a little too brightly, and wave a dismissive hand. “Oh, you know. He’s… nice. We just met. It’s early days.” Early days, my ass. I’d seen the glow, the constant phone checks, the way her eyes would light up and then dim when she realized I was watching. She was deep in it. I knew that look. I’d lived that look.

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