LAYLA’S POV
The news spread around school pretty fast. I had quickly being labeled as ‘ the girl that slapped the Almighty Robert’
I roll my eyes at the thought. Slapping him felt so damn good. I felt like I should have done sooner. But I guess now would do.
I jot down a few notes from the Teacher’s words as the class drags on. It was no shock that my classmates were stealing glances. Some looking at me weirdly, some looking like they were proud I did it and some couldn’t just hide the hate in their eyes.
I Ignored all the looks and focused on the class. Robert wasn’t my problem at the time, even though he was the cause of my death in my past life—Which I still hate him for— He is the least of my worries at this point. Now that I have been able to tell him off, he would probably keep
