ANNA'S POINT OF VIEW;

I was tempted to say yes to Cecilia's ridiculous frame but the nagging feeling at the back of my mind managed to keep me rational. Everything about her just didn't sit right with me and it would be a lie to say I didn't have the urge to tear her down to pieces. If it wasn't for her, I wouldn't have come to realize the fact that I had this much of a fighting spirit in me.

"Let me go! Stop hitting me!" She screamed again as I snapped out of my thoughts. With a bored look on my face, not looking one bit surprised, I...