Faye wraps her scarf tighter around her neck, walking up the dimly lit street. Her heels click softly on the tile floor, but her mind is loud. She stops in front of a closed chocolate store, stares at the window display through the streetlight without really seeing them. Is it jealousy? Maybe. Maybe it always has been. She and Amanda—same age, same high school, even fell in love with the same boy—Riley. But they’ve always been different. Faye grew up in a world of chandeliers and silk curtains. Her family name opened doors. People remembered her—smiling in glossy magazines, wearing designer dresses at charity balls. Many people tried to please her, not because of who she was, but because of the family she came from. Her family was rich, powerful, and well-known, and that alone was enough to attract attention. Some flattered her with fake smiles, others offered favors without b
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