“Even if you were the one who ended things, he wronged you first! Are you just going to take it lying down?” Vrie looked at N, her expression a mix of anger and sympathy.
“What else can I do? He doesn’t like me anymore. Am I supposed to hold a knife to his throat and force him to change his mind?” N’s voice was calm as if discussing something unrted to her life.
Her naivety had <b>led </b>her to believe Damon genuinely liked her, that he wouldn’t hurt her as rk had done.
Vrie nced down at N’s hands, clenched so tightly that her knuckles had turned white. With a sigh, she said, “Let me go. I’m not going to cause a scene.
“Really?” N asked, unsure.
Vrie nodded. “Yeah.”
People always kicked those who were down. Even if they confronted them now, the others wouldugh at N’s expense.
N released Vrie and said softly, “Don’t dwell on this. I’ve made peace with it.”
Sometimes, she still felt sad when she thought about him.
“Okay, let’s not talk about it anymore. Let’s find something happier to chat about,” Vrie suggested, trying tofort her.
They changed the subject. Although N continued to respond to Vrie, her mind was elsewhere.
So, Damon had brought Reba here tonight to throw her a wee–back party. It seemed he truly did love her. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have kept thinking about her all these years, seizing the chance to be with her the moment she returned.
In a way, this was good. Reba was a better match for him than she ever was.
Vrie noticed N’s distraction but chose not to mention it, feeling only pity for her.
After spacing out for the third time and missing what Vrie had said, N took a deep breath and stood up. “Vrie, I’m going to the restroom.”
N turned and walked quickly to the restroom.
Sshing her face with cold water, she finally felt a bit more clear–headed.
Just as she straightened up and began wiping her face, the restroom stall’s door opened, and Reba walked out.
A glint appeared in Reba’s eyes when she saw N. She moved to the sink and turned on the faucet to wash her hands.
N tossed the damp paper towel into the trash and was about to leave when Reba suddenly spoke up. “Hello, Ms. Jayston. I’m Reba Austen. You’ve probably heard my name.”
“Is there something you need?” N asked, her expression cold as she looked at Reba.
Reba shut off the faucet, lightly shook the water from her hands, and smiled.
“Not much. I just heard you were seeing Damon, so I was curious. But now that I’m back, I hope you can keep your distance from him. After all, I don’t like other women hanging around Damon. If I get angry, the consequences could be severe,” she warned.
N huffed an annoyedugh. “Save your breath for Damon. Unlike you, I have no interest in stealing other people’s boyfriends.”
Initially, N didn’t have much of an opinion about Reba. If Damon hadn’t given Reba the chance, it wouldn’t have affected N’s rtionship with Damon, no matter what Reba did. N?vel(D)rama.Org''s content.
However, the way Reba spoke just now sparked a strong sense of dislike in N. She could tell Reba had known about her from the start and had purposely timed her return.
Reba’s expression changed briefly before she burst intoughter. “Ms. Jayston, Damon and I have known each other for ten years. You didn’t even exist to him back then. We’re just picking up where we left off. There’s no stealing involved.”
“You could know him for a hundred years, but when you came back, he and I were still dating,” N retorted.
Reba raised an eyebrow, her confidence unwavering. “You were just a stepping stone in our rtionship. You’d better know your ce, or you’ll only get hurt.”
“And what if I refuse to know my ce?” N challenged.
“If you don’t… This is the consequence!” Reba’s expression turned icy, and she suddenly grabbed N, mming herself hard against the wall.
“N, what do you think you’re doing?!” The sound of a head hitting the wall was apanied by an angry voice behind N.
Before N could react, someone yanked her away.