Just as I was about to pull out my phone and show everyone the evidence, Ethan Granger—my boyfriend and the class monitor—suddenly jumped out like some white knight.
“Celeste, didn’t I tell you already? I can’t stand domineering girls. Just because your family has a bit of money doesn’t mean you can bully others!”
"Scarlet may not come from a wealthy family like yours, but she's better than all of you born with silver spoons in your mouths. Coming from a small town and still getting into the same university—don’t you see how hard she’s worked..."
Listening to him go on and on about "poverty" and watching him defend Scarlet so righteously made me feel sick.
If my family hadn’t sponsored him, he’d still be stuck in that remote village, turning screws in a factory.
If I hadn’t begged my parents to give him an extra living allowance, if I hadn’t bought him luxury items, how could he have ever pretended to come from a well-off family, looking all polished and refined?
But Ethan wasn’t grateful at all. He resented the scent of money on me.
Worse, he knowingly used my family’s money to help Scarlet—the same girl who was scheming to replace me.