Heidi
Lara followed me upstairs without saying a word.
Neither of us looked back.
The moment we reached my bedroom, I pushed the door shut and locked it.
The click of the lock seemed unnaturally loud in the silence.
I turned around.
Lara was sitting on the edge of my bed, shoulders hunched, staring at the carpet.
Her cheek was already turning red.
My stomach twisted.
I walked over and sat beside her, wrapping an arm around her shoulders and pulling her gently against me.
For a few seconds, neither of us spoke.
Then I looked at the mark on her face.
“Why would you attack him like that?”
Lara let out a bitter laugh.
“Because his whole weaponised-incompetence act finally pushed me over the edge.”
I sighed.
“I understand why you’re angry, Lara. I do. But you are lucky he didn’t
