“Shit.”I cursed under my breath. “Shit, shit, shit.” I yanked off the duvet covers causing Garfield to hiss in protest and stumbled over to my laptop. Facebook was my first priority, and my fears had been confirmed. She’d already posted the picture. The caption read: Boyfriend fucked around with his little sister’s best friend. Guess who got dumped? I almost cried. My phone was already buzzing with messages and there were...