Reya’s POV
The words were meant to sting, to belittle, to make me feel small. And for a fleeting second, a hot, furious blush threatened to creep up my neck. But I quickly pushed it down. I wouldn’t give her the satisfaction. She thought she was being clever, but her arrogance was a weakness I could exploit.
I met her gaze, my face carefully blank, my eyes showing nothing but a cool indifference. “Get out of my way, Liana,” I said, my voice flat, devoid of emotion. “Some people have things to do.”
Her smile faltered, replaced by a flicker of surprise and then annoyance. She clearly hadn’t expected such a blunt dismissal. She opened her mouth, as if to argue, but I didn’t wait. I pushed past her, my shoulder brushing hers, and continued down the hallway without another glance back. I cou
