They Stole My Work, I Turned Them In

Summary

Three years of my life, distilled into raw data and sleepless nights, magically appeared in my best friend Sian’s award-winning dissertation.

When I confronted my boyfriend of ten years, Ben didn't even look up from his phone. "She needs this opportunity more than you do, Hazel."

The real gut-punch came days later. I walked into the lab to find them tangled together, kissing against the countertops.

Sian playfully pushed his chest. "Aren't you worried Hazel will find out?"

Ben pulled her closer by the waist, a lazy smirk on his face. "She's too dense to figure out anything."