Irresistible, that's what she was. She had that thing- that thing you can't fake. You know the type? They walk in a room and all eyes are glued to them. Like they're a magnet or something and we're all hopelessly pulled in by the force. Collateral damage, I suppose. This is my confession. My malnourished, dirty, panting secret that's been hidden away like an unwanted child. Screaming for recognition. It's easy to blame it on her, of course, but you'll have to make up your mind yourself... After all humanity is the best kind of judge- isn't it? A short but twisted tale of jealousy driven mad. Delve into it and find out who Megan is for yourself...