Ozempic H*es: I Let My Ex’s New Girl Give Me a Makeover Then Popped Up at Her Baby Shower With Him On My Arm

She thought she could fix me.

I let her.

Then I snatched the man, the moment, and the glow-up right out of her protein-shake fingertips.

DENVER:

She handed me Ozempic like it was a peace offering.

Like she wasn’t the bitch who stole my boyfriend, my life, and half my confidence.

Cool.

I took the shot.

Got hot.

Then showed up to her baby shower with him on my arm and a waist that could start a war.

Now I’m fucking him in his old sheets while she posts Pilates selfies like she’s still in control.

MACY:

I built that body.

I picked the injector. Paid for the brows. Sent her the Pinterest board that made her a problem.

And this is how she thanks me?

By turning my baby daddy into her revenge ****?

Nah.

This isn’t heartbreak.

This is a hostile takeover.

Read it if you’re toxic.

Read it if you’ve ever scoped your ex’s new girl and whispered you’re welcome.

You want high heat? You’ll get branded.

You want drama? They bring receipts.

You want a happily ever after? Only for the baddest bitch in the room.

🔥 Ozempic-fueled glow-up filth

🔥 Baby shower humiliation

🔥 Exes who f*ck better after the breakup