Reborn to Take Down a Liar
Wanda screamed, clutching her reddened cheek.
Before she could react, I anticipated her next move and delivered a second slap to her other cheek—quick and deliberate.
"I'm not hitting a girl," I said, my tone icy. "I'm disciplining an animal."
Her face now bore two matching red marks, and for a fleeting second, I felt a grim satisfaction.
Wanda's fury boiled over as she lunged at me, but I was faster. I sidestepped her easily, grabbed her wrist, and shoved her back. She stumbled to the ground, gasping as the impact knocked the wind out of her.