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LUKE'S POV   I couldn't take my eyes off the video. The guy with the blonde hair was kissing Harriet passionately, rubbing her buttocks. And she was moving her hands all over his body, even down to his crotch. She even dipped her hands through his towel, coming into contact with his. Oh sh*t! This was all bullshit!   Why would Harriet do something so disgusting for the second time? I thought we were already strong in our promises. So why the hell would she do that? I didn't want to believe this, but this video was not fake.   The person who sent me the video began to call me again, so I answered the phone call.   "Have you seen it?" He asked.   "Yes, yes, I have," I answered, flooded with pain.   "Good. I'm just showing you the kind of woman you call your own. And just so you know, this isn't the first time she's done this. Neither is it the second, nor is it the third. The choice is now yours to make. Goodbye." He put an end to the phone call.   I was boiling with anger