Jenny stared at you, wide-eyed as she tried to process the words you had just spoken to her. The rag in her hand which she'd been using to clean some of the camp's dishes slid from her grasp

Did you sleep with Micah?

Her mouth opened and closed for a moment, trying to form words. Jenny was in disbelief, of course, but you were firm in your standing. It had been a rumour slowly circling through the gang, and you were sick of being given pitied side glances and whispered questions on if it were true, quiet apologies that it had happened. That you'd been cheated on.