Aria's POV
I lashed out, fists and feet flying in a frenzy. Each strike, each blow was raw, full of pent-up fury that I could no longer hold back. I lost count of how many times my fists collided with her, how many kicks I landed. All I knew was the force, the savage satisfaction of finally being able to act on the rage that had been festering inside me for so long.
I grabbed Sophia's perfectly styled hair and yanked her head back, slamming my fist into her face again and again. Her screams were like music to my ears.
"Does this feel like a dying old dog gasping for air, Sophia? Pretty pathetic, huh?" I hissed in her ear, twisting her hair so tightly I thought it might come out in my hands.
She gasped, her face flushed with realization."Aria, you're insane!"
I smirked through the fury
