Meredith.
I noticed immediately how Mabel's face shifted, her confidence loosening as her gaze flicked over them.
But the next second, she scoffed with a sneer curling at her lips. "It must be good to have people backing you up."
I straightened in my seat and met her stare evenly. "Of course," I replied, my tone calm but cutting. "But it's too bad that it's always the good people who are bullied by others that get to experience this premium treatment."
Mabel's nostrils flared, her breath coming sharper. For a moment, I thought she might lash out. Instead, she spun on her heel and stalked away, her composure cracking just enough for me to savour it.
I exhaled quietly, relief washing over me like a cool wave. I hadn't just defended myself; I had reminded her of every moment she and the others had tried to trample me. And I had done it without raising my voice.
