CORRIE

I felt Abel's hand latched on to my wrist, as if holding me back from inflicting another slap.

Tears shimmered in her eyes as her hand rubbed her cheek to possibly massage the sting. And God knows I wanted to give her another slap but I didn't, not because Abel was holding me back but somehow that was it.

"Is that all." Mimi quickly flickered off her tears, her face calm. If not for the redness of her cheek you wouldn't tell that she just got slapped.

"Should I turn the other cheek?" Mimi said looking over to Abel who was still holding my wrist.

"Maybe have him slap...