Wajdan’s POV
I stomped outside the university. Who was that guy? And how dare him!? I was furious. What does she think of herself? If that douche-bag hadn’t interrupted me, I would have shown Shanzay her place. I have had it with her.
I drove home and went straight to my room and slammed the door shut. Mom was calling me but I didn’t care. I was fuming with anger right now.
I am done playing nice, now I‘ll show her what Wajdan can do! I opened the side drawer and took out a picture. Oh, Shanzay dear you don’t know what I am going to do to you, oh how I would love to break you. You can act all strong and hard in front of me but you will see the power of Wajdan.
I gazed at the picture. Shanzay was dressed in a pink frock with matching trousers and her dupatta was draped over the left si
