Avery's Point of View
Maya’s smirk faltered for a moment before she regained her composure, but I saw it. A flicker of uncertainty in her eyes. I refused to let her win, not like this.
This dress was mine, and no amount of money, power, or arrogance would change that.
“What did you say to me?” She asked as she squinted her eyes at me.
“I said, I'm not giving the dress to you, it's mine!!” I retorted as I stood up to her, it took me all my will power to confront her. She looked so intimidating, bit I refused to be looked down on, I refuse to remain people's punching bag.
“I guess you're new in town, I can have your head brought to me just be a snap of my fingers”, she said with a smirk, but I refused to back down, not this time.
“Then go ahead, snap it”, I challenged with a smirk of
