It was best to get this over with, Padma decided. "Why did you do that, Stephen? Why did you tell everyone something so private? And why didn't you tell me in private? We're friends. You're supposed to be able to tell me everything. I don't want to learn from a journal how you feel about me. You couldn't come to me and talk to me? I've been thinking about you for days and trying to understand everything, but you just went and made it all some public spectacle."
She let out a long breath. It was likely the closest Padma had ever gotten to yelling.