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My coworker Lisa had been bragging about her perfect boyfriend Ryan for months. He sent flowers to our office weekly, picked her up every day, and seemed completely devoted. All the girls were jealous.

Then Lisa's little sister Amy called me crying at 2 AM last Friday.

"Jessica, I need to tell you something about Ryan, but Lisa will hate me forever."

Amy was only seventeen, still in high school. She was sobbing so hard I could barely understand her.

"Ryan's been texting me for weeks. At first it seemed innocent, just asking about Lisa's favorite things. But then he started asking for photos. Said Lisa mentioned I was prettier than her."

My stomach dropped. "Did you send him anything?"

"Just one photo in my school uniform because he said it was for a surprise video for Lisa. But then he kept asking for more. When I refused, he said he'd show Lisa the photo and tell her I sent it to seduce him."

Amy was trapped. Ryan had manipulated her into sending one innocent photo, then used it to blackmail her.

"He's been picking me up from school, saying he's doing Lisa a favor. But he drives to empty parking lots and..." she couldn't finish.

"Amy, has he done something to you?"

"He said if I told anyone, he'd destroy Lisa's life. He has snaps on his phone of Lisa sleeping that he'd post online if I didn't cooperate."

I was shaking with rage. "Lock your door. I'm calling Lisa right now."

I called Lisa immediately. She answered cheerfully.

"Hey Jess! What's up?"

"Lisa, you need to come home right now. Ryan's been harassing Amy."

Silence. Then: "That's impossible. Ryan loves me. Amy's probably just jealous."

"Lisa, she's your baby sister. Why would she lie?"

"Because she's always been jealous of my relationships!"

"Lisa, Amy has proof. Text messages, photos he made her take."

"I'm not listening to this. Ryan would never—"

The line went dead.

I drove straight to Amy's house. She met me at the door, holding her phone.

"He's been texting me all night," she whispered, showing me the messages.

Ryan's texts were disgusting. Explicit demands, threats about Lisa's reputation, promises that he'd leave Lisa for Amy if she "cooperated."

"We're going to the police right now."

Twenty minutes later, we were at the police station. The officer examined Amy's phone. Ryan had sent everything from his real number.

"This is clear harassment of a minor," the officer said. "We'll arrest him tonight."

At 3 AM, my phone rang. It was Lisa, hysterical.

"They arrested Ryan! They showed me the text messages." Her voice broke. "Oh my God, Jessica. The things he said to her. The photos he made her send."

"There's more," she whispered. "They found photos on his phone that I never knew he took."

The police found Ryan's search history. He'd been researching Amy's school schedule, her friends, her route home.

Lisa came to Amy's house at 4 AM. I watched as she hugged her little sister, both crying.

"I'm so sorry I didn't believe you," Lisa sobbed. "I thought you were jealous, but you were protecting me too."

Amy had endured weeks of harassment to keep Lisa safe from the photos Ryan threatened to leak.

Ryan was charged with harassment and stalking. His phone revealed he'd done this before with other girlfriends' younger sisters.

"Thank you for believing Amy when I wouldn't," Lisa told me later. "If you hadn't taken her to the police that night, he might have escalated."