Anna
I couldn’t sleep that night. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Celeste’s face. That calm, defiant look she gave me when she talked back. The way everyone watched as she challenged me.
Me. Anna Rodriguez.
My hands shook with rage just thinking about it. Who did she think she was? Some poor girl from nowhere, acting like she could stand up to me. Acting like she was my equal.
She wasn’t.
And I was going to make sure she remembered that.
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The next morning, I woke up early with a plan already forming in my mind. I dressed in my best outfit and practiced my sweet, innocent smile in the mirror, aiming for perfection.
When I arrived at the store, I carefully scanned the area. I was searching for a weak target, someone I could easily manipulate and who wouldn’t resist.
That’s when
