Everyone on campus knew I was totally obsessed with the Student Council President, Tristan Vance.

Everyone on campus knew I was totally obsessed with the Student Council President, Tristan Vance. To stay close to him, I went out of my way to please the faculty advisors and every council member, just to earn the position of vice president. In my past life, I was accused of drugging his drink to climb into his bed, later using an unexpected pregnancy to force him to marry me. Yet on the day of my agonizing labor complications, he locked me in the dark basement of his estate. He stood by, watching me die in excruciating pain. Right before I took my last breath, his twisted, spiteful voice rang out: "It’s all your fault. If you hadn't drugged me..." "How could I have lost Serena? She never would've taken her own life!" Serena Moore—his pure, untouchable first love. It turned out everything I sacrificed was just my own pathetic delusion. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the very night someone spiked his glass. Watching him drink every last drop of the poisoned bourbon, I didn't hesitate for a single second. I pulled out my phone and dialed his dream girl. This time, I was done. I wanted nothing to do with him ever again. "Chloe, call Serena. Now!" Hearing Tristan's familiar, strained voice, I couldn't help but look back. His cheeks were flushed a deep crimson, his eyes feverish and wild as he stared at me. The spiked drink was finally taking full effect. Without an ounce of hesitation, I pulled out my phone and dialed Serena Moore's number. Once the call went through, I gave him a quick heads-up: "Hang in there, Tristan. Serena will be here in ten minutes."#revengestory #reddit_tiktok #askredditstories #relationship #revengereturns #reddit #drama #revenge #redditstories #redditreadings