ARIA
The silence that seconded the echo of my slap was terrifying, encaging us in its dreadful remains. I stared at him, anger boiling through my veins.
Fuck him for thinking I was that fragile nimp who would cower at his sight, or be subdued with just a slap.
He tilted his head, glaring at me, belief coloured his face. I ignored the pain that vibrated through my finger; his face was hard, it almost broke my fingers.
“You s**t!!!!.” He yelled, ready to launch yet another slap, when a hand held his mid-way. The person spun him around, landing a knockout punch that got him crumpling to the floor with his blood splattered on the tile.
I froze.
Kane??.
KANE
Time stilled and every living person or thing evaporated into nothingness at Sibil's words. My step came to an abrupt halt.
Heave
