My classmates made fun of my birthmark for years

out. Then she spun toward Caleb, her voice rising into a shriek. “You did this? You chose that mottled loser over me?”

“Brittany, stop.” Caleb raised his hands. “You’re only going to make this worse for yourself.”

“She’s NOTHING, Caleb!” Brittany continued shrieking.

“That’s enough.” One officer stepped forward and gestured to Brittany to follow him.

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