Clara said it anyway. Something had shifted inside her, and she almost laughed.These women thought they deserved an apology from her?She had done nothing wrong. She had humbled herself as much as she was willing to. Even then, they kept pushing.The woman holding the knife took the word as an invitation. "Fine."She forced Clara's head to one side and drew the blade across her cheek.The others watched with the detached expressions of people enjoying a show.The blade was sharp. It was real.Clara felt it slice her skin, and blood poured from the wound, joining the blood already covering her face from the slaps.But something else happened. A deep calm settled over her, and her fear vanished. Her eyes became steady.The woman raised the knife for another cut.The blade refused to move. She pressed harder.Metal scraped against Clara's skin with a hard, clear ring, like steel striking stone.Across from her, Meghan cried out, "What? It's burning me!"She yanked the ring f
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