It broke me more than I could ever admit. I should have confronted her and walked away right then, but I couldn’t. Not because I was weak, but because I had no one else. No stable family. No one who truly belonged to me. She was the only “friend” I had, and even she saw me as nothing but a fat, ugly girl who needed pity.
So I stayed. I played along, pretending I didn’t know how she really felt about me. I endured it until the day I finally couldn’t take it anymore. That was when I exposed her secret in front of everyone, destroying her engagement.
And knowing the kind of person she was—and the powerful family she came from—I knew I had to run. Especially after she stripped away everything she had ever given me.
“Why did you ask?” I pressed, wanting to know exactly what Marilyn had said
