Her smug expression said it all, "You're just a nobody, and you think you can land Jason? Didn't you know he's practically engaged to Ava? They are a perfect match, out of you badminton players' league!"
But I hit back.
"Olivia, you okay?"
She staggered back, stunned into silence.
Another figure hurried down, her corseted dress making her seem ethereal.
"Grace, what the hell?!"
I looked up to see Jason, fuming behind her.
"Nobody taught you manners, or are you just lashing out 'cause I didn't come get you?"
I just stared at Jason, speechless. A thousand comebacks raced through my mind, but all I could really feel was disappointment.
"Yeah, no one taught me. My parents are gone, remember?" My eyes welled up.
He frowned and ordered, "Apologize."
It felt like he was ripping open my old wounds.
But he didn't care; he just wanted that apology.
"She started it, why should I apologize?"
Suddenly, my throat tightened, and my voice began to crack.
"Grace, you know which part of you bugs me the most? You're always so damn self-righteous and proud," Jason snapped, his displeasure clear.
His gaze told me this was his turf, they were his guests, and I was a nobody.