Haley Elordi covered her mouth, letting out a delicate, tinkling laugh. She gently nudged Harry Lewis with her elbow, feigning reproach.
"Harry, stop it," she giggled, though her eyes danced with amusement. "He is my old classmate. Don't be so mean."
"Mean? Am I lying?"
Harry Lewis raised an eyebrow, a smug grin plastered on his face. He looked at Jack Brooks with the confidence of a man who believes his wallet size determines his worth as a human being.
"Everything I said is a true story, isn't it?" Harry sneered. "And the summer after graduation... didn't you reject his confession? That's a fact, right?"
Harry glanced contemptuously at Jack's nondescript car parked by the curb. It was a cheap, domestic sedan—likely a rental or a beat-up second-hand vehicle.
"Brother," Harry said, h
