Chapter 39: Asking for Death
Alex
Seraphine’s eyes gleamed with something much darker than just confidence. She looked hungry for a fight. She looked vicious, as if she had been holding back a great deal of anger for a very long time. I saw the look in her eyes and knew she was not going to stop. Before I could even open my mouth to say another word, her hand flew through the air.
The slap cracked across my face. It was sharp and it was loud. The sound of her palm hitting my skin echoed through the entire kitchen like a gunshot. I felt the pain explode inside my head instantly. A burning heat began to bloom across my cheek. I staggered half a step back, and my head snapped to the side from the force of the hit. My palm flew up on instinct. I felt my fingers pressing against my hot skin
