Victor Cruz's Fiancé Sent Out A Group Text To Introduce All His Side Pieces To One Another

I got to say, as Victor Cruz' fiancé and the mother of his child, she handled that rather well. That's probably because she is waiting patiently to really take her frustrations out on his healing patella tendon as soon as he gimps through the door. However, as far as group texts to all the women that your future husband is fucking go, that was still pretty polite. Not only that, but it's refreshing to see a scorned women find new and creative ways to shame her cheating fiancé and the women which he is sleeping with on the side. I would have gone any other route than group texts, since group texts are the worst thing in the world, but I have got to imagine that there won't be a nauseating amount of responses to worry about in this one.

I guess if i had one question it would be is this worth it? When your fiancé is fucking so many different women that the most logical way to contact them all is through a group text, is it even worth trying to shame your fiancé away from cheating? He's in too deep. You don't go from a group text's worth of women back to one woman overnight. That's not how infidelity works. If Victor Cruz can juggle entire group texts at the same time, then he is surely dedicated enough to find new women to sleep with behind his fiancé's back. Cheating is really fucking hard in this day and age, as evidenced by this story, but if you are willing to risk a story like this coming out then there is nothing you won't do to get some strange, extramarital sex. I guess this could have potentially been a success in making these sidepieces feel like bigger whores than they already knew they were, but that seems like a fairly small payoff for a fairly elaborate idea. I don't know what Elaina's plan is going forward, but I do know that if they go through with this wedding she is going to get mighty tired of her phone vibrating when she has to send out new group texts on a bi-annual basis. Oh well, I guess that's just an occupational hazard of marrying a professional athlete that is better looking than you.

​h/t BSO