But I felt nothing as I stared at the food in front of me, just an empty indifference. Yohann didn't seem to notice. As he continued eating, he added, "Zandria has been looking forward to this trip for a long time. Since you couldn't join in on a lot of the activities, we're taking her out to dinner tomorrow. You should apologize to her."
I blinked, taken aback. So this was what it was about. He wasn't trying to mend things with me; he just wanted me to apologize to her.
I let out a bitter laugh, shaking my head in disbelief. "Why should I apologize?"
His expression darkened, and he set down his chopsticks. "Ysha, there's no shame in admitting when you're wrong. But pretending you don't know what you did? That's another thing entirely."
I stared at him. My voice was cold but steady. "There were surveillance cameras there, Yohann. Everything that happened is recorded. If your memory's so foggy, feel free to check the footage."
"You—!" He started, clearly angry, but I was already done with the conversation.
Yohann stood there, clearly infuriated but at a complete loss for words. He just glared at me.
However, I remained calm and indifferent.