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BLAIR’S POV. Stella had stopped crying, and we both sat quietly in the stuffy janitor’s room, saying nothing more. She had just revealed that Jessica ousted her from their friend group, harshly branding her as useless and a loser. “I am so sorry for being a coward, Blair,” Stella sniffed. “All my life, I have been unable to stand up for myself, always feeling like a loser and worthless.” “You should not talk about yourself like that,” I said gently, stroking her hair. Even though Stella had treated me poorly in the past, I felt sorry for her. “You have been a good friend to me, and I betrayed you. I know I should not ask for your forgiveness, but I’m sorry for everything,” Stella said, holding my hands. I didn’t say anything, only stared at her in silence. “I miss how things were b