She smiled gently towards him and nodded, then she gave me a quick glance. Even in her glance I can see her wickedness and satisfaction of knowing how the tables have turned.
She walked away without a word. I saw the confidence in her walk, the confidence of knowing she had won.
Justin’s eyes followed her until she disappeared down the hall, then turned back to me. “I bet in your heart you know,” he said, almost smugly yet observantly, “You say she has manipulated you as if you weren't the reason behind it. Maybe she became this way because of you.”
The words he spoke hit my nerve painfully as I clenched my fists.
For a moment, I said nothing. I could still remember the way Daphne used to smile at me in the early days—warm, genuine, or so I thought. The way she’d cling to me after ever
