Calista
The rage in his eyes almost killed me. I didn't know if I should remain still or stand while the whole crowd was watching.
“Would you get on your feet and clear this mess!” Madame Ysara yelled at me.
I turned to her, the death stare she was giving me made my stomach twist. She was looking at my neck, and I knew what that meant. The scarf on my neck must have fallen, leaving my scar open.
Her words recoiled in my mind, “If I ever see that scar, I'll give you another!”
I struggled to move, but I couldn't. I had no ounce of energy left in me. I also tried to apologize, but I couldn't form the words. My eyes fell back on him, his gaze moved to my neck. Though he looked angry, I could tell something was off.
“Somebody get her out of here!” Madame Ysara yelled at the guards.
