Skylar
"Not for me, Bethari!" I shout. “Definitely not for me! Your fiancé does not care about me and my feelings. He tried to blackmail me. He threatened to make our family’s life difficult if I didn’t accept to help him with Andrew! He then proceeded to, oh so nicely, remind me that I am not desirable the way I look. But no worries, he will hire a personal stylist and makeup artist to hide how hideous I am now and to make sure Andrew is not disgusted by my new mutilated body. He even insisted I should keep my bra on, given my mastectomy."
Soon gasps, her hand clutching her chest; she was always the most sensitive among us.
"Bethari, how could you betray me like this? After everything we've been through?" She's been my confidant. She has stood by my side every time life has thrown its
