*Mirabella's POV*
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"Hi! Good morning, Belle! I'm so sorry, I'm late. Got to take care of something first." She greeted me as she walks near my table and took a seat. While me? I just stared at her face in complete terror.
"You got into a fight, didn't you?" I asked her while I feel so f*****g right about it, and she smiled guiltily.
Then, I let out a scoff of disbelief as I shake my head lightly in frustration.
"Yeah, last night. I needed to save someone that was being harassed by two bastards." She explained, and my eyebrows met in unrest.
"What? Wha--- um, and?" I began, but I don't know what to say or ask her.
"Uh, well... I was late because I got to spend the night at the police station since I got no witness that I tried to save the girl. She actually ran away after the assh
