Graham:
I snatched the pages out of Kaylee’s hands, realizing how badly I was shaking with anger.
The thought of her touching something that once belonged to Madeline filled me with rage. It drove me to the edge.
“And look at yourself! You’re not even telling the truth. You’re hiding it from me. You never told me that little piece of s**t had a crush on you!” she screamed, mentioning Madeline’s name.
Of course she knew who Madeline was. Back when Madeline and I were friends, she often stayed with me or we spent time together.
That’s when I’d see Kaylee with her father. She always tried to befriend me, but we never connected.
I only had one best friend, and she meant the world to me.
“Don’t you ever use those words for her again,” I warned, pointing a finger at her face, my eyes wide
