When Envy Destroys Her Empire
nent of his scholarship application. He buried himself in research, spending long hours in the quietest corners of the university library.
scape it comp
d Mark said, sliding into the ch
up from his textbo
over the place. She's got this whole 'justice for Brittany' thing going on," Mark said, lowering his voice. "A l
ook. "I know. I'm trying to ignore
man. She seems crazy," Mark said b
d necessary soone
ick coffee. The afternoon sun was warm, and the quad was busy with students. He was lost in thou
!" a loud vo
rned and saw Brittany, pointing a finger directly at his face.
elled, her voice projecting across the quad. "T
him. He was standing in the middle of the quad, a public space he had
his voice low and firm, though his heart was ha
d with me! You can't leave me alone!
ple were pulling out their phones, some of them starting to recor
he guy fro
ks creepy in
scared. Maybe he
xpression a mix of feigned terror and triumphant malice. She was feeding off the attention, turning a public space into her personal stage. The online mob
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