The Day My Ex-Fiancé Humiliated Me at the Grocery Store, a Stranger Brought Me the Other Half of My Father’s Compass

“Let’s go.”

“It was a joke,” he stammered.

“Then apologize to her.

Not to me.”

“Tessa… I’m sorry.”

“I don’t want your apology for the camera,” I said.

“I want you to never humiliate me again.”

The manager came over and asked Grant to clear the aisle.