Elsie’s POVPanic flared in my chest as I choked on my next words. I looked around the bathroom, my eyes frantically searching for a way out, but sadly there were no windows and the only door was being blocked by Victoria, who looked like a messenger from hell.I then decided to talk her out of it."Victoria, listen to me," I started, my voice cracking as I held my hands up in a harmless gesture. "Whatever you think is happening, whatever Lucas told you... is false and you really don't have to do this. You're sick, so let me call a nurse and we can get you help, please.""Help?" Victoria spat the word like I had called her crazy. She took another step forward and now I was firmly pressed against the sink. "You think I need help? I need justice, Elsie. I need you to understand what it’s like to lose everything while the world watches and laughs because that’s exactly what you have done to me.""I haven't done anything to you," I whispered, determined to stand my ground. "I left like yo
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