Dare To Slap Me?

Eunice knitted her brows when Jullian replied with an emoji wink. She scoffed and rolled her eyes. She then caught a glimpse of someone familiar to her.

“Karina?”

Eunice saw a group of women younger than her for years. She was then startled when they slapped someone.

As she approached them, a chill immediately exuded from her body. As she got nearer, she finally caught their conversation and listened briefly.

“Yo, bitch! Are you really serious about going to the party in a dress like that? Oh, my! Look at her. Miss Leah is correct; she is as good as garbage!”

The group laughed as that was delivered. The girl named Karina lowered her head and didn’t retort. She merely clenched her fist to control her emotions and remind herself not to engage or argue.

Meanwhile, Eunice couldn’t remain hidden any longer. She scanned those girls but failed to recognize them. She wondered which family they belonged to, and she would retaliate on behalf of her cousin Karina.

She must get the names of