She looked tauntingly at me with no trace of guilt on her face.
My mind went blank at first, and then I was instantly filled with grief.
"Ruby, this is considered an abuse of power! How could you be so cruel! If you hated me, you should've just taken your anger out on me! Why did you have to do this to my mother? Why?!"
"Why are you asking me? Don't you know the reason better than I do?" Ruby looked at me, unfazed.
My mother just died at her hands, yet she did not attempt to comfort me. She spoke about it as if it was nothing. I wondered if she even had a heart in the first place.
"Give me my mother back!" I pounced on her and grabbed her by the hair as I shouted, "This is murder! I'll make sure you-"
My colleagues nearby didn't have time to respond, so I was able to land a few slap
