He was her boyfriend. But he always looked at me. Well, not at first, but now he does. I was the quiet one. The girl overshadowed by her queen-bee bestie Lila Hartman. She was everything I wasn't. Loud. Beautiful. Fearless. And he was hers. Until he started watching me. Now he says he's always wanted me. That I was never invisible to him. That he only dated her to get closer. I should walk away. Possibly even run. But when someone like him wants someone like me, you don't run. You fall. Even if it kills you.