Chapter 01: Introduction

Betrayal from a close friend can be the most heartbreaking thing ever. It shatters trust, blurs the memories you once held so dearly, and sometimes… it even destroys the bond completely. The moment you realise you’ve been betrayed is a pain so sharp, it makes your trust drop to zero in a single heart beat. You start to question your own worth: "Am I really that bad to be betrayed by the one I trusted the most?" — the question keeps whispering in your mind, again and again, until it’s all you hear. I still remember the day I cried so hard that it felt like my heart was collapsing inside my chest. That friendship — the one I thought would last forever — suddenly made me feel so worthless. And here’s the cruel part of betrayal:

Even if things become normal on the outside, the old bond can never truly return. Something once broken is broken forever — and there are no real second chances, especially when it’s trust that took over a decade and four more years to build. In this story, you’ll see what really happened after the betrayal —How Cath, the one I called my closest friend, betrayed Riya, who trusted her more than anyone else in this world.

Chapter 02: The Day I Learned the True Meaning of Betrayal

Cath was there with me before I even knew what the word “friendship” meant. Among every friend I’ve ever had in my life, she was the one I trusted most — I mean, really trusted, with my whole heart .But her? She made me regret that trust so deeply that now, whenever I hear her name, the only word that comes to mind is betrayal. It happened so suddenly it almost felt unreal .One night, we were just talking — a normal conversation, just our usual late-night gossip. And then? The next day, I was blocked .Blocked everywhere, WhatsApp, Instagram, Snapchat — even my number .At first, I tried to reach out from every possible way I could think of. I even tried through mutual friends… and sometimes she blocked them too, just because they asked her to unblock me. Tell me, what did I do to deserve this? Getting completely cut off, without a single word, without an explanation? I even asked her boyfriend for answers. But him? All I got was a cold, empty “no.” How much more can a person try? At first, I kept telling myself it would only last a few days…But days turned into weeks .Weeks turned into months .And still — nothing. No reply. No message. No explanation .Then finally, the thought hit me :"If she can throw away 14 years of friendship just like that, then why should I keep chasing her? "And the worst part? If I had known the real reason back then, I would have stopped trying to contact her through our mutual friends. Because that one reason broke me to hell. It hurts so much even now — and what if I’d heard all the other reasons? Thank god I never heard them… because just knowing that single reason was enough to destroy something inside me. And what hurts even more? She only speaks when she feels like it. Or else, she’ll just block me again. But is that what friendship really means? No — that’s not friendship. That’s using people when it’s convenient, throwing them away when you feel like it, and still daring to call it “friendship. ”That doesn’t make any sense at all. I knew deep down she’d come back one day. t by then? I shouldn’t be there — because when I tried, every single day for three months, she chose to stay silent .And the sad truth? This wasn’t even the first time. Every time something happened, I was always the one who went back to her first. She never apologized first, even when it was clearly her fault. What did I become to her — someone she could just take for granted? Am I not even allowed to have a little self-respect? Why did she have so much pride and “prestige” — even with me? Am I really that bad? Everyone around me told me the same thing :"You deserve a better friend than Cath. "Even the people closest to us warned me to walk away. But I didn’t listen. I fooled my own heart into believing: “Friendships that last over a decade will last forever.” But I was wrong. Because people can change overnight .And then, after three months, an Instagram request from her finally came .I wasn’t even shocked — because somewhere deep down, I knew this would happen .We started talking again — but the conversations? They felt empty. Just the usual gossips. But something had changed inside me. Every time I spoke to her, there was this fear: What if she blocks me again? And honestly? That kind of fear doesn’t belong in real friendship .I can’t believe she made me write these words about her .I never thought I’d have to. But sometimes, life forces us to do things we never thought we’d do .She said she had “many reasons” to block me. She could have told me directly, couldn’t she? If she had, maybe I could have fixed it. One of the reasons I found out later? She thought I was “jealous” of her relationship. Seriously? I was the one who was genuinely over the moon when she told me she found someone who made her happy .But she twisted it all into something ugly. And that moment? That was when I stopped putting effort into that friendship. That was when I stopped believing in friendships altogether. Yes, we do talk now. But it’s not the same .I don’t feel the way I used to. And now? I’m writing these words she’ll never read — because deep down, I know even if she does, she’ll never truly understand how badly she hurt me .And it scares me that it might only make things more awkward…And what if I get blocked again? Just the thought of it triggers me so much. And maybe that’s the biggest betrayal of all —That she made me stop believing in something I once thought would last forever.