Emily’s POV

The air in the room was thick with confusion as I stood facing Phillip and Lia, my heart pounding in my chest. The satisfaction of watching their smirks fade was almost intoxicating, but I wasn’t done yet. Not even close.

Phillip had taken a step toward me earlier, his arrogance making him believe he could control me, intimidate me. But that was just his way of thinking because now that old me was long gone.

So when he reached for me, I grabbed his wrist, twisting it with just enough force to make him stumble back. He let out a low chuckle, masking his irritation with amusement, but...