red was the stench of st

runch of b

ng about a payday loan. They just saw my face, the one

the one she hated because of the purplish birthmark, was a mask

os to catfish a bouncer, used my ID to get an abortion, and used my

I was

nt and the cheap vanilla plug-in from our dor

were clean, nails perfect

soft, almost silent c

that start

bedroom, her phone aimed at me. I had just stepped

nted her in my first life. The m

oticed. Her eyes wi

just looked so pretty, like a m

practiced, tre

er, the memory of the alley, the pain,

her. The fake tear

, I swear! Plea

an and Lauren, my other sorority sisters, rushed in. Th

, her eyes immediately finding Becca' s

"Did you say something to her?

I just... I took a picture of her. She looked so beauti

d to a small, forgivable sin t

bully her over a stupid picture? God, Chloe, she looks up to you. She'

lar, pretty, comfortable one. They made me feel like a monster for being

uld be no forgivene