Years Later, My School Tormentor Walked Into the Restaurant Where I Work as a Waitress and Started Teasing Me – I Didn’t Even Have Time to Defend Myself Before Karma Struck Her

I never thought I would see Madison again.

In high school, Madison was the girl.

Pretty. Rich. Loud. Untouchable.

I was the girl she chose when she wanted an audience.

People laughed because Madison was beautiful.

Madison knew it too.