ASHLEY’S POV
Kathy’s smirk made my blood boil. She sat there like she owned the cafeteria with her group of friends circling her like she was some queen bee of cruelty. My fists were clenched before I even realized it.
“Didn’t mean to offend the new rink princess,” she said sweetly.
The people around her snickered, but I didn’t flinch. I was done being their joke. I took a step forward. My heart was pounding so hard it almost hurt.
“You’re just mad he rejected you,” I said flatly.
The laughter died instantly. The look on Kathy’s face shifted. it changed to shock first, then fury. She stood slowly, narrowing her eyes at me
“Careful, sweetheart,” she said in a low, venomous tone. “People might start thinking you actually believed he cares about you.”
Her words stung. My chest tigh
