My best friend got a new boyfriend and introduced him to me. I didn’t like the guy’s vibe. Right after the introduction, he started bragging about what he had, the places he’d been, and even the women he’d dated, whom he said were celebrities. After the meeting, my friend asked what I thought about him, and I answered, “If you hadn’t accepted his proposal already, I would have asked you to wait a little bit.”

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She asked what I meant, and I was very frank with her that the guy looked like someone who was in to break her heart.

A few days later, I heard from a mutual friend that my best friend said I was jealous of her boyfriend because the guy has a car and I haven’t dated a guy with a car before. I don’t entertain gossip, so I asked my best friend about it, and she said that wasn’t how she meant it.

She didn’t tell me about the guy again. I only saw them on Snap going to places and posting about it. One day she called me with the guy’s phone and asked me to do something for her. I didn’t even know the number belonged to her guy until the number called again and it was him. He said he was wondering why he hadn’t met me again after the first meeting and that he really liked my vibe.

He called another time and said he wanted us to be friends, even though he knew my friend wouldn’t like it. I told him to leave me alone and stick to my friend. I was doing all that but didn’t tell my friend about it until the guy started texting me. This time he didn’t mince words. He said, “We can get to know each other better without your friend knowing about it.”

I took a screenshot and sent it to my bestie and told her to get her guy off my neck. She asked how I got his number, and I explained. A few days later, my friend blocked me. Another mutual friend came to tell me she said I took the guy’s number from her phone because I wanted to prove to her that the guy didn’t like her.

The thing entered my spine and went to my brain. All of a sudden, I couldn’t stand still. The guy is not even my spec. I went to her house to confront her and met the guy there. I asked the guy to explain how he got my number. I said everything he’d ever told me and asked him to deny it. He couldn’t even say a word.

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Since then, she hasn’t called me again or tried to visit. I’m fine, but sometimes I think about her and ask if I handled the situation very well. I miss our friendship, and it hurts that a guy destroyed us. But it still haunts me because I feel I didn’t handle the situation very well. Did I?

—Esi   

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