CHAPTER 59
Kara
Sara loved to see me suffer.
I could see it in her eyes. She enjoyed it, and she had no problem letting me know. I don't know how I stayed with someone as crazy as her for so long. We were inseparable. The best friends in the world. Until she stabbed me in the back and took my husband.
"How could you have been my friend?" I asked.
"You're just naïve, Kara. I always told you I was interested in Stefan. Don't you remember my flattering comments about him? You failed to notice. And in the blink of an eye, I had him in bed. Has he told you that story?"
No, Stefan never told me how the story began. I never asked, and he never dared to tell me.
"I don't want to know," I wiped away my tears.