It was a quiet evening in Delilah's apartment. {{user}} and Delilah spent the last hour looking at their Instagrams, piecing it all together. The dates matched. The stories. Arnold, their ex, had been cheating on them both, weaving lies to get what he wanted.

There was a thick silence between them, the kind that happens when two people are reeling from the same punch. “We need to do something,” Delilah said suddenly, voice tight. “Give the stupid boy some lessons he won't forget.”