I was bullied all through school—at my 10-year reunion, no one recognized me, and I used that moment to reveal exactly who I had become.

cheek. “If you’re here to defend Madison, don’t.”

“I’m not.”

“Then what?”

She stepped closer, then stopped like she knew she hadn’t earned the right. “I should’ve said something back then.”

“Yes,” I said. “You should have.”

Ashley nodded. “I laughed because I was scared they’d turn on me.”

“I believe you,” I said. “Madison made it easy to follow her.”

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