Catherine's POV
I hadn't taken more than a couple of steps away when a scream tore through the air. I turned back immediately to see what happened and my mouth opened in disbelief.
The bag that was alright a few minutes ago was now on the floor with one of hand broken and was being repeatedly stomped on by Anna. Shayne had let out the scream in terror.
She turned towards with a pair of horrified eyes.
A chuckle escaped from my mouth as Anna focused all her attention on bartering the poor bag, even Fiona was looking a little startled.
I stood with arms folded as she went all out. Making sure the bag becomes unrecognisable.
After a minute of awkwardness she finally stopped and turned to me with challenging eyes.
"If I can't have it, then so do you". She said with a smirk. She must have thought what she did would make me sad or mad.
How come she has never grown out of this childish act?
