The crisp, clear sound of my palm hitting her cheek sounded even louder than the combination of the two slaps that she had given me earlier.My slap stripped her of all her disguises and final shred of hope.Whitney's entire body slanted to one side from the sheer force of the slap. Her cheek quickly swelled up, and there was even blood oozing from the corner of her lips.I shook my hands out as they were turning slightly numb, and I looked down at her, saying clearly, calmly, and icily, "This is for the two times you slapped me."Whitney Larson, the moment you wrote that slip of paper, set this trap up, and hit me, there is no relationship between us to speak of."Now take your filthy mind and ways with you and scram."Whitney covered her face, her gaze turning from blank confusion to wild, resentful hatred.She suddenly shrieked and came lunging at me like a wild, angered beast with her hair flying everywhere and her nails poised to scratch my face."Sandra Quinn! I'll fight
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