Sometimes it is better to have no friends at all than to have a friend who is an enemy. This kind of betrayal I didn't see coming, not her, not after everything we have been through, now I'm starting to wonder when it all started.
I was worried about Roland but not Betty and yet she is the one that betrayed me. It hurt so much, I sniffed hiding the photos under the pillow and wiping the tears off my face when I heard a knock on the door.
I lift my head to see who it is, Betty walks in with a big smile on her face holding a glass of orange juice
"Oh my friend, I left for a few days and you look like this," she scolded, when I looked at her I saw that fat sweet innocent girl who thinks about nothing but food.
