I Disliked High School Because the Prom Queen Made My Life Miserable – 12 Years After Graduation, She Matched with Me on Tinder and Had No Idea Who I Was

cool air.

The street was quiet.

For the first time, my chest was too.

I called Marcus.

“How did it go?” he asked.

I looked up at the city lights and laughed.

Not bitterly.

Freely.

“She never had any power over me,” I said. “I just didn’t know it yet.”

Then I deleted the app and walked home.