Revenge Looks Better on Me — Chloe's Cruel Joke

Every time, she had wheedled and begged me to help her eat it. Now she was using all of it to humiliate me. A flicker of disgust crossed Ryan's face. She's that big?

Oh yeah, over 220 pounds. Chloe curled her lip. When she plops down, even a regular chair shakes. You have no idea how funny it is.

She grew more animated as she talked, completely oblivious to Luke's increasingly cold expression. Ryan didn't stop her. He just asked casually,

Doesn't she ever try to lose weight? Her? Lose weight? Chloe scoffed. She's lazy, and she can't stop eating.

Looking the way she does, she'd need liposuction. Otherwise, she'll never get thin. Then, as though she had suddenly remembered I was standing there, she let out an exaggerated sigh.

But she did get that way. Because of medication she took when she was sick. It's pretty sad. That's why I never say any of this to her face.

I'm afraid she couldn't handle it. That made me laugh. She had torn me to pieces and still remembered to make herself sound kind. Luke gave a cold laugh.

You're making jokes about your friend's illness to some guy she doesn't know? That's your idea of looking out for her? Chloe's smile froze. Emma and I are really close. We joke about everything.

Really? Luke looked up at her, his eyes frighteningly cold. Has she actually told you she's okay with it?