I found Lila by the coat check, alone for the first time all night. She was touching up her lipstick in the mirror, and she saw me in the reflection before she turned around.
"Back for more?" she asked.
"No," I said. "I just wanted to say something to you. Something I should have said a long time ago."
She capped her lipstick and turned. "This should be good."
"You don't get to ask me questions about my life," I said. "You don't get to bet on who I am or what I've done. You gave up that right the day you decided to make me your target."
Lila raised an eyebrow. "I'm not sure what you're talking about. We're all just having fun."
"Fun." I laughed, and it was a hard laugh. "You think it's fun to put someone down? To make them feel small? To bet on their body like it's a joke?"
"It was
