Jen didn't win. Effers.
But, Nita, if you would like to be distracted, read this. Because it's amazing. A-FREAKING-MAZING.
I look at Sydney. Already, her heart softens towards you, Irina, as it has never softened towards me. I will never best you, Irina. I reflect bitterly that from the start, you have had an insurmountable advantage - you are loved and easily forgiven - a thousand people race to your defence with excuses for you on their lips. I am not easily forgiven, nor will I ever be.