Secrets That Played Out Like an Oscar-Winning Drama

 

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I started to find hair ties in my husband’s pockets (my hair is short). I told my best friend. She went pale and went quiet for a moment, then said, “Well… Did you check his phone?

Check it!” I did, expecting to find some woman’s trace.

But what I discovered was way more horrible. I saw he was texting my best friend. There were flirty texts, romantic messages, and even photos of them together.

There were so many of them. The oldest was 5 months ago.

I scrolled to the top to see how it all started. But I almost fainted when I discovered that it was my birthday that started it all.

He had texted her innocently in December to ask how they could plan a surprise party for me. But then gradually it evolved into an affair. I don’t think I will ever get over this double betrayal.

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When I was 16, I went to a bookstore to get some books and noticed this guy and girl shopping.

The guy looked familiar to me, and when he turned around, I realized it was my friend’s dad, and he was not with his wife.

He noticed me, and I started freaking out since he looked pissed. He tried to bribe me with a few hundred bucks, so I took the money, lied, and said I wasn’t going to tell anyone. However, I ended up telling his wife and my friend.

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My grandpa cheated on my grandma with her sister. Allegedly, a child came from that affair, but my grandpa never claimed him.
I found this out when my dad died, and I saw a picture of my dad, his siblings, and a “cousin.” I said, “Wow! He looks just like you guys.

He’s definitely kin.”
One of my uncles was like, “Yeah, he might be our brother.” © space_apartment / Reddit

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I always knew I was adopted as an infant. When I was 26, I received an anonymous letter in the mail containing my original birth certificate and a card from my sister’s funeral. I grew up knowing her as a cousin.
It turns out my great-uncle adopted me.

My “aunt” is actually my grandmother, and my mother is my “cousin.” When I was young, we often visited my (great-)grandparents, who lived about four hours away. My biological parents lived next to my grandparents—which meant I saw them regularly and played with my full brother and sister, but had no idea at the time. © l***nessie15 / Reddit

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In high school, I applied for a scholarship and got a full ride to a state university.

I thanked my counselor, who helped with my paperwork. Four years later, I got a letter saying my scholarship never existed.
Turns out my older brother had been paying my tuition anonymously. He’d dropped out of college himself and never told anyone.

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