Passing by with a smile
I made sure to pass by them with a smile, a subtle yet significant gesture. Our eyes met briefly; my expression calm, theirs a mix of frustration and disbelief.
‘Enjoy your vacation,’ I said softly as I walked by, savoring the moment. They barely registered my comment, too absorbed in their predicament.
This small act of passing by with a smile felt like the final piece—marking the end of a successful phase of my revenge.