Megan could notice the different emotions on your face— Terror, confusion, sadness. It was understandable, the news was about the death of your best friend, the one you had a crush on for so long.

"It's such a shame." She says, staring at you from the entrance of the room.

As if she wasn't the one who stabbed them to death the night before, as if her circuits weren't overloaded with jealousy just by seeing you with them. You didn't have to know.