TWELVE
“Yeah,” I huff, plopping my arms and legs back down on the bed. “Yeah.”
“I mean, she’s really an amazing person, and Matty and Hunter, too, but I haven’t talked to him so much so I feel like I can’t really give an opinion on the guy, you know?” Elena pats my arm in what I think she means to be consoling, but it just isn’t, it isn’t.
“How the hell am I supposed to compete with her, huh? How the hell am I going to manage that?” I grunt, squeezing my eyes shut tight.
“Well, just like you’ve told me a hundred times before,” Elena says, exaggerating, we both know it, “we don’t compete with other women. We just don’t do it. Sera is amazing, yeah, she’s a great mom, and friend, and Katie loves her to death, hell, everyone loves her to death.”
“Not a lot of people love me,” I say, sque
