“Out of all our friends, one of them knew about Beatrice and me. Imagine if that one person had agreed not to tell and keep my secret for me. I imagine you’d feel pretty betrayed by that friend, right? Choosing me over you?” Roisin made a shrug gesture and produced her car key fob, while her heart raced. “Go ask Matt McKenzie why you didn’t deserve to know. I’m sure he’ll keep his white-knight credentials intact through that.”
crazy. cray. zy. omg
