“I thought we were friends,” I say a little loudly, causing the librarian to shush me, her eyes slitted and filled with aggravation. I glance around at the other students watching us, my cheeks warming up. “Friends? You looked gullible and like an easy lay. You’re just a girl from the gutter.” He states, “There’s no Prince Charming for you. Welcome to your life, Briar. One-night stands and quick fucks, it’s what you were made for.”
