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I was in a similar position once. One of my best friends back in the 80's joined the army for 5 years to get his mechanics papers. While he was gone I saw his fiancee, a nurse at the hospital I worked at, get out of a car after sucking face with a scumbag guy I recognized. These were not "thanks for the fun date" kinds of kisses, they were more like "thanks for wild fuck can't wait til we do it again" kind. She saw me as she walked from the car and knew that I'd seen her. Eyewitness thing, nailed dead to rights.
I mulled over and belabored the dilema of whether or not to tell on her for a long time before deciding to just keep my nose out of it and let their situation work itself out. I wanted to rat her out but didn't want to lose my friend, which she assured me would happen. Sure enough they eventually broke up after he found out on his own.
The thing of it is, once he confronted her she assumed it was me who had told, which of course let him know that I knew and didn't say anything. He was suitably pissed. But as luck would have it I didn't lose my friend over it, because he forgave me after hearing my reasoning (and my apology).... but it was close. I honestly don't know what hurt him more, the fact that chick he was crazy in love with betrayed him or that his best friend knew and didn't tell him.
My point is, there IS no "right way" to handle this kind of thing. You tell and you risk much. "Mind your own business" as some suggest and you can still end up on the shit end of the stick.
Honestly if I had to do it all over again, same set of circumstances, I would tell my friend the truth and let the shit fall where it may.
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