He looked somewhat puzzled.

"What's so funny?"

"Back when I was with Oliver, how did you all view me? Did you really think I didn't know?"

His tone grew anxious.

"It wasn't like that. We were all just immature back then. We didn't mean anything by it."

"Immature..." I sighed softly. "Yes, you were born with silver spoons in your mouths. In some ways, you didn't need to grow up quickly, so you mocked me and looked down on me for being kind to Oliver. You knew full well that Oliver had unilaterally called off the engagement party, yet you only wanted to see me suffer."

Noah tried to respond,...