I nodded, blanking my face, while betrayal ate up my insides.

Ty. My best friend. Cold. Quiet. Dark hair slicked back with no bow, wearing normal clothes and killer shoes in place of his rattling buckled shitkickers. With smoky black fairy wings swelling out from his back that hadn't been there before. Wings I hated to see on my best friend, even now that I knew the truth. He stared at me through narrowed eyes as if I had done him wrong.

"You peed on the floor," ...