Chapter 3

I decided to investigate Vivian.

If she was behind this, I was going to destroy her.

That evening, she received a phone call. Her voice instantly turned sweet enough to cause cavities, and she hurriedly ran downstairs.

Acting on pure instinct, I quietly followed her.

Sneaking past the secluded woods behind the campus library, I spotted Harry in the distance.

My boyfriend of one year. The guy who always claimed he loved me for being "independent and confident."

They were hooking up behind my back. I clenched my fists so hard my knuckles turned white.

Nice move, Harry! We hadn't even broken up yet, and you were already screwing around with Vivian!

The next second, Vivian threw herself into his arms like a butterfly.

Harry wrapped his arms around her waist, leaning down to nuzzle her forehead with a tenderness I had never seen him show me.

"Harry, do you like my new dress?" Vivian’s voice drifted over with the breeze.

"You look beautiful. You look amazing in everything." Harry’s voice was pure mush.

"Way better than Chloe, right? She’s got such a nasty temper, and now she’s as big as a house. It's so embarrassing to be seen with her."

"Don't even mention her," Harry said, his voice dripping with utter disgust. "My Vivian is the best. You have such a perfect body. Walking with you makes me look so good."

So that was it!

I forced myself to stay calm. They made out for about half an hour before Vivian took a shopping bag from Harry and started walking back.

I slid behind a thick bush, letting the darkness swallow my heavy frame.

Vivian hummed a tune as she walked, practically skipping.

She was on cloud nine.

"Chloe thinks she's so special. Too bad she’s bound to my system now! Her perfect weight belongs to me!"

She snapped a twig in her hand, her voice sending a chill down my spine.

"Chloe, you're nothing but my stepping stone for the rest of your life. Once I lock Harry down for good, everything you own will be mine."

Vivian’s sudden weight loss.

Harry’s sudden coldness and his constant threats to break up with me.

All the puzzle pieces fell into place, revealing a terrifying truth!

Vivian had bound a system to me, and she had swapped our weights.

Fine. Perfect.

Vivian, so this is how you repay me.

To think I actually felt sorry for her poor background and constantly bought her food and clothes. She literally stabbed me in the back!

Vengeance spread through my veins like wildfire.

Force her to unbind? No. I wanted her to drink her own poison!

Losing weight is pure torture. Working out is a nightmare.

Why don't we just give up and be fat together like "best friends"?