Her lips parted, but no words came out. Angela looked around and saw that some of the students were watching. Their eyes were fixed on her and Renn, curious about what was going on. She turned back to him and saw it clearly—he was angry. Really angry.
She wished she had never come to apologize. This was exactly why she hated saying sorry. She had told Stales before that apologies often made things worse. And now, look at what Renn had done after hers.
Angela swallowed her pain, held back the anger rising in her chest, nodded quietly, and walked away. As she made her way back to her friends, her mind was spinning. What was wrong with Renn? Just moments ago, he had protected her like she meant something, like he cared. He had cleaned her wound, stood up for her, and now he was asking what gave her the right to speak to him?
