Anabella's POV:
"She's gone crazy," Analia clung tightly to Bowden's waist, her voice shaking. "She hit me more than once. Look at my face!"
She tilted her head up, showing him the bright red handprint on her cheek. Tears streamed down her face, and her mascara had smeared into two ugly black streaks.
Bowden frowned and looked down at Analia in his arms. He reached out and gently touched her swollen cheek.
I watched the whole scene with cold eyes.
Bowden lifted his gaze to me. "Anabella, do you have to lose it every time you see Analia? What exactly did she do to make you hit her?"
"There are cameras in the store," I said. "If you want the truth, ask the staff to pull the footage."
Analia's face turned deathly pale in an instant.
Bowden turned to the sales associates at the door. "
