My fingers curl tighter at my sides.
Not only is he not remorseful, he’s inserting himself into a conversation that is very obviously about him. And he knows it.
“It’s not baseless if it affects someone’s life,” I shoot back and everyone’s attention lands on me again. “It’s not baseless if it turns into constant whispers, insults and people laughing at you like you’re some kind of joke.” My voice sharpens. “Or do you think anyone enjoys that?”
“Caring less about what people think should do the job.” He shrugs. “And be less emotional.”
“Less emotional?” I scoff. “No thanks. I’d rather not end up with a permanent frown and zero personality, walking around like an emotionless block of ice.”
His eyes twitch, his expression remaining the same.
“The friend,” he says, “Sounds like she’s ma
