I had to have offended someone at this point. That was the only reason I could think of. Even as I watched Cynthia's smug grin widen by the second, it still didn't make sense.
I was the one who had been wronged. I'd been betrayed and pushed to the curb. I was treated like trash and literally pushed to the verge of death. I was this close to jumping off the rooftop, but nothing happened. Now, five years after, and simply because I wanted those who had wronged me to suffer, just a little bit, suddenly I'm the bad person in the eyes of the universe? Make that make sense.
I was literally out of options and reasons as to why mother nature was treating me this way. It wasn't even fair at this point anymore. Just one small win, and it had been accompanied by so many things going wrong alongsi
