“Please include that he continued after your first warning.”
Lucas grabbed his ticket.
“Please, don’t! Don’t do this to me!”
His voice carried through the carriage.
I looked at Curtis.
Every head turned.
His face went bright red.
“You’re humiliating me!”
He’d spent the afternoon making me uncomfortable. Now he couldn’t bear the attention.
Curtis asked him to lower his voice.
His face went bright red.
Lucas turned to me.
“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have leaned against you.”
Finally, he’d admitted it.
“Can you please drop the complaint?”
I looked at him.
“I asked nicely before. You laughed.”
Finally, he’d admitted it.
He looked away.
Curtis asked whether I wanted my complaint to remain on record.
My stomach tightened.
Part of me wanted the whole thing over.
My stomach tightened.
But I remembered pressing myself against the window while Lucas mocked me.
