“I only wanted to say I was sorry, that it was never meant to go the way it did.” I blurt out, somewhat in shock, and she sneers at me cruelly. I honestly cannot get my head around this version of her, and suddenly, I don’t feel quite so sorry anymore. The fire in me ignited when faced with a snippy hostile tone and looks that act like daggers in my skull. This isn’t some sweet, vulnerable girl facing me down, it’s a hardened bitch who hates me, and I am all up in that for a ...