The classroom went completely silent. I could hear the hum of the air vents and the faint rustle of someone in the front row turning a page. The waveform crept across the screen as Denise's brow furrowed deeper with every second.
The people who had defended Rebecca moments earlier now kept their heads down, as if they were afraid I might call them out next.
Rebecca managed to hold her smile for several seconds, but it soon began to slip.
When I pressed pause, my palms were drenched in sweat. I wasn't afraid. I felt relieved in a way I had almost forgotten was possible.
I used to believe that if I stayed quiet and avoided conflict, the problem would eventually pass.
Now I understood that problems didn't disappear because you ignored them. Nothing changed until you dragged the truth int
