Chloe’s POV
Dera’s reprimand had come a second too late.
Not that she could've stopped me judging from the anger that’d replaced the blood in my veins, but maybe if she’d screamed a little earlier it would’ve jolted me back to my senses and I wouldn't have done what I just did.
“You little b***h! How dare you put your disgusting hands on me!? I'll f*****g end you!” Sylvia yelled angrily as she peeled her face off the floor.
And that? All that anger and having to pick herself off the floor was my doing.
The second I reached Sylvia where she was laughing with a football player, I’d not hesitated to push her with all my might and she fell right on her face—hard.
Even now as I was looking at her while she struggled like a helpless little kitten to dust her uniform, I could see the brui
