Leap to the present

It's not fun having your mind read.
Edith Fellowe is fully aware of this fact. He had laughed, laughed as everything she thought of played clearly on that horrible little device. In that horrible flat mechanic voice. He had laughed. Oh, the pain she had felt. But she couldn't stop the flurried thoughts that were circling her brain. In a panic, she had thought of every single thing she hadn't wanted anyone to know. And he had continued laughing. She had screamed terrible things at him. And that small smile had never left his face, as he pocketed the device and left, leaving her alone with her thoughts once again.

Years later, when fate gets their paths to cross again, there is only one thing going through Edith's mind.

Revenge.