"All this time I thought you were in love with her and I became her friend just for you." "She's manipulative really, that one. I'm glad I don't have to pretend anymore that ..." " All this for what? For some trashy girl you met in Deauville ..." "... I was in love with anyone else but you," Paul completed. Margot stopped short to catch her breath. "Me?" "Yes, you. Isn't that what she told you?" "She said you liked someone else. Aria refused to tell me who." "Aria? Why didn't you tell her it was Margot?" "Because I keep secrets people confide." "She also kept the secret that I liked you," Margot said. "You knew Margot liked me?" Paul screeched. "Of course, but I couldn't say anything. It wasn't for me to tell." "But you could have saved us a lot of trouble if you'd just said something!" Margot exclaimed. Aria thought about it and tried to remember the logic behind her silence over the matter. "But Margot was supposed to be on a cleanse ..." she began. "Whatever, I'll never confide anything in you ever again," Margot said. "Me either," Paul added. "You won't tell me your secrets because I can actually keep them?" Aria asked incredulously. "Because"