He Killed My Cat, I Destroyed His Empire

Synopsis

After my shower, I accidentally clicked a link from my fiancé, Marcus. He sent it, then immediately deleted it. What popped up was a live stream of someone hurting a cat. On screen was Amy, the poor girl Marcus was sponsoring, holding a battered kitten and grinning like she'd won a prize. "If we hit 100,000 likes, I'll slit this cat's throat," she said, her voice dripping with twisted excitement. I recognized the cat instantly. It was Taffy, the Bengal I'd raised since she was little. And that ruby necklace around Amy's neck? It was the diamond-studded collar I'd bought for Taffy. I sent a comment asking if she was afraid of karma, but Amy just laughed even harder. She sneered, "I'm with Mr. Reed. A cat? Please. Even if I stabbed someone today, he'd have my back." The Mr. Reed she mentioned was my fiancé, Marcus. Now I finally understood why he'd been acting so weirdly nice to me lately. So Marcus wasn't being generous and kind at all. He was just playing the good guy by sponsoring a poor girl, while secretly keeping her as a side chick. Maybe I'd played the sweet, understanding girlfriend too well. He must've thought I'd just take it.