Love's Betrayal, A Genius Undone

It was supposed to be my graduation celebration, a dinner hosted by my best friends.

Brandon, our class president, raised a glass to me, "The quiet genius."

But their smiles felt like traps, and when Chloe, my fiancée, squeezed my arm, her touch was cold, her perfume reeked of secrets.

Then I saw it-a text on Chloe' s phone from Brandon: "The laxatives are in the sauce for everyone else. Just make sure he doesn't leave."

My celebratory dinner wasn't a party; it was a setup to frame me, leave me with a massive bill, and ruin my future.