Alessia couldn’t help but find the situation absurdly amusing. ‘If you can dish it out, why can’t you take it?’
A surge of fury shot through Olivia. ‘You insolent little—’ she began, only to be interrupted by Alessia’s cool and collected response.
‘What? Were you expecting me to just take it and turn the other cheek?’ Alessia shot back, her own anger rising.
Today had been a day of unexpected slaps—one from Jeramy Chavez and now one from Olivia Anderson.
If she didn’t stand up for herself, they would continue to trample all over her.
Olivia, her voice quivering, pointed an accusatory finger at Alessia. ‘But you slapped me twice!’
Alessia smirked, a glimmer of satisfaction dancing in her eyes. ‘Consider the second slap as interest,’ she quipped.
Roaring with rage, Oli
