We MUST root for our Villains!
We’re all barely tolerating you. Even your parents are ashamed. You’re a pretender. A bottom feeder. A joke!” Those words didn’t just sting. They crushed me. Dhruv was supposedly a “friend.” He had a way of slicing people open with words. With me, it was full-blown condescension. He didn’t miss. He kicked exactly where it … Read More