The Art of Hating You
"I forgot that you're so fragile and delicate. Please, do go on. I'm fascinated by your... unique perspective."
Sara's face flushed with anger, and she took another step forward, her eyes blazing with fury. "How dare you," she spat, her voice trembling with rage. "You have no right to speak to me like that. I'm here to work, and I won't let you or anyone else bully me or make me feel uncomfortable."