Stepping Over You to Claim My Crown

Everyone knew my boyfriend and my best friend were sworn enemies.

Yet during our Thanksgiving camping trip, I saw my best friend straddling him, her lace underwear draped over his chest.

My boyfriend held her waist, thrusting into her so fiercely that neither of them noticed me standing just outside.

"If I settle down just for you, would you break up with her?"

"I would," he answered after a brief pause, his voice deadly serious.

A sharp sting tore through my chest.

All along, I had just been their cover.