Nora stood in front of the tall building of Frost Industries with hesitating feet. She did not want to go inside but she wanted to go inside. She needed answers. Like echoes of her many nightmares, she could hear the voices of Lara Anderson and many others in school, telling her repeatedly," Do you think he was nice to you because you are likeable? He was only showing courtesy to your sister."
"She likes me, Nora. She wants to be my best friend. It is why I told her to be nice to you and she was pretending all along. She never wanted to be your friend."
"These chocolates are not for you. They are for your sister. She was feeling bad so she asked me to give a box to you as well. Don't misunderstand. I do not like you."
