The moment he saw blood trickling from a cut on Nora's leg, his face darkened.
"Amanda! If you have a problem, take it up with me!"
"So what Nora said wasn't nice. She's just innocent and kind-hearted. Would it kill you to be the bigger person?"
A sharp ache pierced through my chest.
"The bigger person?"
"Carter Gilbert, you are the last person in this room who gets to ask that of me."
From the moment this all began, Carter's friends hadn't said a word.
Not until I finished that sentence.
Their excitement was instant, voices dripping with mockery.
"Amanda, if you hadn't spent every waking minute controlling Carter—telling him what he couldn't eat, refusing to let him go out with us—he never would've fallen for someone as sweet and caring as Nora."
"Bet you're regretting it now that he's dumped you, huh? Why don't you get on your knees and beg him to take you back? Who knows, maybe he'll change his mind!"
Laughter and jeers erupted across the room.