Ardal
This is ridiculous. I can’t believe that Susan is really trying to test my identity by having me flash some little prize. However, I know she’s just trying to trip me up, figuring that I’m incapable of producing the medal.
But this isn’t the worst stunt Susan has ever pulled. I know she’s capable of so much worse, which causes me to sigh.
“So if I can prove that I’m Chelsea by showing the medal…then you’ll apologize?” I ask, scowling at Susan.
She’s offering another game. However, I won’t let her get the best of me. Susan won’t bully me again - she already did that enough six years ago.
I promised myself that if she tried again that I would stand my ground, retaliate as needed. I won’t be the woman who stands by and watches bad things happen to her anymore. I have a voice and
