The handwritten note on the napkin changed everything: “Your date does this to women every week.” My blood ran cold as waitress Amanda showed me the proof – photos of Liam with different women at this same restaurant, always leaving them with massive bills.
I’d thought our six-month anniversary dinner was special. Liam had been the perfect gentleman – until his phone buzzed and he suddenly needed to “wash his hands.” That’s when Amanda slipped me her warning.
Rather than storm out, I decided to give Liam a taste of his own medicine. For his birthday, I arranged an elaborate celebration at that restaurant, inviting his entire inner circle. His face turned ghost white when the waiter handed him the $4,387 bill for our party of twelve.
“You’re treating everyone tonight, right Liam?” I asked innocently as his family watched expectantly. Amanda then revealed the photographic evidence of his scam to his shocked parents and friends. The humiliation was complete when his father demanded answers in front of everyone.
Walking out that night, I realized some people’s charm is just a mask – and sometimes it takes a kind stranger to help you see the truth.
