His Secret Affair Broke Me,But I Rose Higher

On my birthday, I scrolled past a video of my boyfriend—supposedly away on a business trip—proposing to my best friend during a street interview.

The crowd around them dug into their love story.

"So, man, what do you like about her?"

"She's pure."

Someone in the crowd couldn't resist stirring the pot.

"What, you've been with someone who wasn't?"

Logan Dickerson went quiet for a beat.

"She slept with a guy the second she turned eighteen."

The video erupted—a mess of cheers and jeers tangled together.

The cheers were for them. The jeers were for me.