Tosh was an old hand when it came to unrequited love. Owen was far from being her first crush, but even back in school, the boys preferred girls with curvaceous figures and little in the way of brains.
She bit her lip, surprised and ashamed by her bitterness and the petty nature of her thoughts. It was just that Gwen was the sort of woman who could have pretty much anyone she wanted. She already had a boyfriend she went on about all the time, so why did she have to have Owen as well?
It just didn’t seem fair.