Objects spewed from Caroline’s desk as she lurched for Hana. Taller, she glared down her nose and gave Hana a hefty shove backwards. Hana grunted as her ribs contacted the side of an open drawer of the filing cabinet and rage lit like a flame in her heart. Caroline set her face into its characteristic sneer, not expecting resistance. “You’re such a fool!” she sniggered. “Women like you don’t snag guys like him.”
“No?” Hana took a step forward, ignoring the tightness in her left lung. “It sure looks like they do from where I’m standing.” She shoved her finger into Caroline’s face just millimetres from her nose, the unexpected action making the other woman take a step backwards. “I’ll fight for what’s mine and if you want to test me, let’s start now!”
Caroline threw her head back and laugh
