"You!" Sophia stood up with the help of her friends and glared at Elara with seething eyes.
Elara, however, remained unfazed, flexing her fingers as if she were just in some kind of stretching phase of a battle that was about to happen.
"Did it hurt?" Elara asked casually, her eyes betraying the concern in her voice.
"How dare you lift your hand on me?! Do you think I'll let it go? I'll tell Andrew everything, and then you'll see—" Sophia started screeching in her cacophonic voice, and Elara smiled.
"It must've hurt. Maybe this will remind you not to lift your hands on others if you can't bear the consequences." Elara looked at her nails lazily before looking up.
