“There was a small, petty part of me deep inside that felt like, finally, I have something she wants. I’m the best at something this one time.” “The best at my boyfriend?” I ask in harsh disbelief. “You were the prettiest girl at our school. In the whole town, T. You could have had anyone you wanted, and you chose the one who should have been off-limits.” “I was young and stupid. I paid for it.”
Fucking bitch
