---- She stilled for a few seconds, her raised hand clenching and unclenching in silence. "T think you're the pitiful one instead,"' Madeline said. "You sacrificed your dignity and the most basic human decency to try and rob other people of their boyfriends. How shameless is that? "As for whether or not he truly loves me, or if I've ever owned his heart-I honestly don't know. But I do know that at least, you still don't have it yet." Madeline turned around to face Lacey and punctuated each of her next words. "As long as I am still dating Timothy, you will forever be his shameful side piece." Lacey's face paled. All sorts of colorful words and curses immediately appeared in her head as she felt immense hate and discomfort toward Madeline. However, Lacey ultimately listened to her rationale and suppressed them all. Madeline's eyes shone victoriously when she saw that Lacey was beginning to lose her composure. She then waved at Lacey and said, "See you, Ms. ---- Houston." The way back home was supposed to be short, but it felt long for Madeline. She kept walking away as her smug facial expression gradually faded away. The smile on her face disappeared. She drew her lips in a thin line and bit on them as a sad expression gradually took over. She wanted to pretend that she was happy, but it just turned out weird. Had she truly won in that exchange just now? If she hadn't won, then why did she feel so good about it? But if she had won, then why did her heart still hurt so much?