I went on a date with a guy from the gym, and everything felt perfect until he suddenly couldn’t find his phone. I called it, and the waitress appeared, claiming she’d found it in the restroom. Later, while he was paying, she came to show me something my heart sank, but what followed changed the way I saw myself forever.
When she handed me the phone, I saw a picture of me taken during dinner, without me realizing it. At first, I was confused, but then I noticed something else: the photos weren’t just of me. There were several, all clearly taken secretly of other women too, at different places. My smile froze. The waitress whispered softly, “You seem nice. You deserve to know.”

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