“Xander and I are over. He chose that b***h over me!” Phoebe shouted angrily into the phone.
She poured out all her anger at her informant while tossing the salad on her plate. She was in the dining room alone, eating her late breakfast. Her disciplinarian parents had left for work two hours ago, while Phoebe had just come down from her room when the clock struck ten.
“I've helped you this far. You made Xander hate you even more because you hurt his secretary.”
“What should I do? I'm annoyed with her. She made me look like a fool for being rejected by Xander.”
"But you—"
Phoebe cut him off quickly. “Remember, I've been humiliated in front of the entire NYC community. My canceled wedding was all over the tabloids. People now look at me with pity. The women who had spent the night with
