Anastasia’s POV“Marceline!” I screamed her name the moment I entered the canteen, all the rage in my body boiling over. My hands were shaking, my legs weak, but anger was the only thing keeping me standing.She was already sitting down. She lifted her head slowly, displeasure flashing in her eyes. When she saw it was me, she looked away with a slight hiss and raised her hand to call the attendant over, as if I wasn’t even there.“Don’t you dare ignore me!” I yelled and grabbed her bag from the side, throwing it to the floor.“Not today, Anastasia. Take your troubles away from me,” she said calmly, like the bag on the ground meant nothing. She stood up gently and picked it up without even flinching.“Shut up!” I screamed.I had never felt hatred this strong before. Not even close.“You caused all of this! You destroyed me!” I shouted, and without thinking, I grabbed a small table knife from the table and pointed it at her. Her eyes widened in shock.“Drop the knife, Anastasia,” she sa
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