Across the Green Grass Fields (Wayward Children, #6)

by Seanan McGuire

Maybe she would have realized staying quiet wasn’t the same thing as lying, and that while her body wasn’t any sort of shameful secret, she was under no obligation to share it with anyone, especially not with a girl who had proven, over and over again, that she couldn’t be trusted with anything that didn’t fit her narrow view of the world.

Maybe she would have realized that if there was no right way to be a girl, there was no wrong way either.

Laurel was the one who had been in the wrong, and anyone who answered a friend’s honesty with horror and rejection had never been a friend in the first place.