Yesterday he drove past and shouted “slut” at me.

I made a terrible drunken mistake in October when my best friend’s boyfriend and I kissed. Next morning I didn’t remember a thing but he had (rightly) told her what had happened. She confronted me but naturally I had no defense. She said she never wanted to speak to me again: entirely fair. What wasn’t fair was the fact that within a couple of days the boyfriend had been completely forgiven, whereas I only had a couple of people to turn to. Yesterday he drove past and shouted “slut” at me.