Scars of Love
she continued, saccharines still dripping from her tone, "you 7could at least have tried to get yourself a freebie. But no, you flirted with Jake, huh? Didn't you?"
I rose up my eyes at hers. She was flawless, not a hair out of place, eyes sparkling with dirty gratification.
"I didn't trap anyone," I gasped.
She raised her eyebrows in feigned innocence. "Oh, sure. You just happened to get pregnant by your friend's fiancé. Totally normal."
Louder, nastier now. Some of the guys still hanging around there were muttering something about desperation, and some other girl was laughing, hand over her mouth.