Claire crouched on the floor, her venomous gaze locked onto me like a coiled viper.
"That's right. I hate you. There's no one in this world I hate more than you!"
She let out a bitter laugh. "Why do you get to have it all? A rich family, a pretty face, parents who adore you, a boyfriend who's successful, head over heels for you, and who would never even look at another woman? Every good thing in the world just falls right into your lap, while I'm stuck playing second fiddle, the ugly duckling living in your shadow.
"Oh, you're so 'nice' to me?" She sneered. "Spare me that fake, holier-than-thou act. It makes me sick. You treated me like some stray you could toss scraps at whenever you felt like it, and you expected me to be grateful? Dream on.
"All I've ever felt is hatred. Every mise
