Alexandra's laugh turned heads all the way down the corridor. "That is the most pathetic thing I have ever seen. Tell me, did he whisper sweet nothings while he f****d you? Did he make you feel special, like maybe you were different from all the others?"
The whispers around them grew louder. Someone chuckled.
"I almost feel sorry for you. You actually believed someone like him could want someone like you for anything more than a quick fuck." She adjusted her top. "Here is some free advice: when he stops answering your texts, which he will, do not embarrass yourself by chasing after him. It is painful to watch."
Lydia stood there taking every hit like she deserved it even though she did not.
"We are done here," Alexandra announced, flipping her hair. "I have wasted enough time
