The Sting of Betrayal

Blair's remark turned every head in the room. Sloane stood there in cheap jeans, a faded T-shirt, and a worn-out hoodie.

No one had expected the once-glamorous fashion icon to show up looking like this. The sight stunned them, yet a few hid smirks as they saw untouchable Sloane look ordinary at last.

One girl wrinkled her nose. "No wonder it reeks in here. Did someone crawl out of a dumpster?"