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"I don’t think so" Roth turned towarda little "Are you the one who’s been texting lies to irlfriend?"

"Lies?" I snorted Penny appeared to be frozen in place, like she already kne this would go, like she already knew she wasn’t going to be able to pretend any down hard on one of the arry with us, although she uessed one of us had sent the texts

Conversations had stopped around the small rooh the speakers of Grandh

"Are you the one he was sleeping with?" Silke asked, and I noticed her eyes were bright and red-ri Then she looked past me to Penny The moment she saw her, I think she knew "Or was it--"

"What if I was?" I asked, interrupting, because it wasn’t fair for Penny to have to confront Silke seconds after Roth broke her heart "You know he cheated, even if he says he didn’t What you don’t know is that you’re the one he cheated with You’re the other wo her head "She was your girlfriend?"

"No! Are you crazy? I told you I brought you here to see how pathetic they were To understand that they’re lying Maybe they want money I don’t know They’re trailer trash in a real, actual, literal trailer park Nailing one of these girls would be worse than sluet the suffawed at that A dude-bro Greek chorus

No one else so much as cracked a smile Oscar cracked his knuckles instead

Silke looked uncoood at this as Wren would have been, but with the liquor singing through"I have a picture of Roth here--"

"No you don’t" Roth grabbed for the phone "Give me that"

I didn’t actually have a picture of hied I turned away fro h tohappened at once Wren burst out of the back in her underwear Marc tried to get between et in Marc’s way Oscar hit so one another and Wren was s

That’s when Roth kicked the table with the punch bowl on it The leg cracked, and the punch boent over, spilling a fizzing frozen strawberry and booze tide onto all the food, soaking the cheese and crackers, splashing into the hu

I full-on screamed Way louder than when he bent o Bloody-nosed, Roth turned and saw my horrified face I don’t think it was until thatthe party would hurtand hideous

I wanted to claw his eyes out I wanted to hide in the back rooo outside and sit in the cold until I was frozen all the way through I wanted to do all those contradictory things so intensely that I did absolutely nothing at all I just stood there, h

Then the door opened again, letting in a cold breeze that guttered the candles

It was the beautiful Kraold paint Heup for the party, because he was in a variation on his costureen brocade jacket stitched with silver thread andthe cuffs Two friends ith hile sleeve stitched with glittering crystals The other, a boy aist-length blond hair He wore pointed-eared prosthetics and a black wool Edwardian suit