“And if we didn’t?”
“It’s just easier.”
“What’s easier?”
“When people can afford the same things.”
I stared at her. She kept going.
“My brother had a roommate who couldn’t afford anything. My brother always felt guilty. Restaurants, trips, stuff like that.”
“So the second you thought my parents didn’t have money, you decided I’d become a burden?”
“No.”
“Then why did our shared fridge suddenly become your fridge?”
Her face went red. “That’s not fair.”
“It’s exactly what happened.”
She opened her mouth.
Then closed it.
For the first time, Chloe looked genuinely ashamed.
“Okay.”
I wasn’t expecting that.
“Okay what?”
“You’re right.”
I stared at her.
“I was being awful.”
My anger lost some momentum.
Not all. But some.
She looked down. “My mom has always warned us about people taking advantage.”
I looked around our completely ordinary dorm room.
“Are you secretly a billionaire?”
That made her laugh despite herself.
