Chapter 36

Carrying the handbag, Anya got out of the car. She kept walking into the building so she was surprised when someone dared to pull her hand from behind. When she looked back, a slap hit her on the cheek. She touched the slapped cheek sharply when turned to look at whoever slapped her. Carla was right in front of her. She looked very mad. Her eyes glazed over as she stared at her.

"Your face is really thick, Anya. I told you to stay away from him!"

Anya frowned at what Carla said. Even so, she stared at her old friend intently. She looked at her with pity in her eyes. Her friend looked like a mess. She knew her friend was totally in despair. Carla loses her class and sanity. Indeed, too much love will kill you.

"Stop this nonsense, Carla. You lost your class!" she said emphatically to her. "If I don't like it, I don't!" she added.

"How dare you!" Carla shouted again. She was about to slap Anya again when the latter stopped her hand. She slumped but she gripped her hand tightly.

"You're