Chapter twelve.
Vida’s POV.
"Until you've walked a mile in my shoes, feeling the weight of vulnerability and the sting of powerlessness, you'll never truly understand my pain," I snarled, my voice low and venomous. The words spilled out like a pent-up storm, each one laced with the bitter taste of resentment.
"You think I'm happy when students trample me, bully me, and strip me of my dignity? You think I'm okay with being treated like a doormat?"
My gaze flashed with anger, my eyes blazing like hot coals.
“What’s happening here?” Kaden asked and I looked up his gaze darting between me and his brother.
The memory of Kaden sending me out of class for something I didn't even do still seared my mind like a fresh wound.
"You crossed the line, Kaden," I hissed, my voice dripping with disd
