“We don’t need people with ugly attitudes ruining our day.”
Heather’s bravado is completely gone now. She looks around the room, her friends suddenly shrinking back, no longer laughing or backing her up. “I… I didn’t mean anything by it” she mutters, but the fight has drained out of her.
She knows it’s over.
I step closer, not to rub it in, but to end it. “Heather, it’s okay. Really.
But maybe next time, think before you speak.” My voice is steady, no malice. Just the truth.
She stares at me, eyes wide with a mix of shock and disbelief. For the first time in her life, I think, Heather Parker has nothing to say.
With that, they gather their things, and without another word, scurry out the door.
The bell jingles above them as they leave, and the air feels lighter like a weight I didn’t even realize I was carrying has lifted.
The room is buzzing, and I can’t stop the smile from spreading across my face. Jack gives me a wink, and Sarah smirks. “That was something,” she says, shaking her head.
“Talk about instant karma.”
I chuckle, feeling the pride swell inside me. Years ago, I would’ve done anything to escape people like Heather. But now?
Now I’m standing here, surrounded by people who respect me for who I am, in a place that is mine.
“Karma,” I say, laughing softly, “served with a side of justice.”
