Elizabeth's POV
We continued to pull on each other's hair, going in circles and screaming. After his futile attempt to separate us, Ethan grabbed hold of Jennifer's hair and pulled on it.
His grip was so tight that Jennifer screamed and let go of my hair.
“What do you think you're doing, interfering in a girl's fight?" one of Jennifer's minions asked, throwing her bag at Ethan, who was now picking up my books from the floor.
Jennifer sat on the floor with her hair now covering her face like a ghost, sobbing.
Ethan did not even spare her a look but was still trying to make sure I was fine.
I looked down on Jennifer who looked like the whole world was against her. Although she deserves what she got, I still feel pity for her.
I was once in her situation, heartbroken and downcast, all
