HER REVENGE
The voice came quickly, female, breathless.
I turned, rubbing my arm. The woman in front of me looked like she’d been dragged through the morning backwards. Her hair was half-pulled into a bun but already falling loose in messy strands. The short dress she wore was wrinkled, the neckline a little crooked, and she had that brittle, exhausted look in her eyes that no concealer could hide.
“It’s fine,” I muttered, adjusting my purse strap. My shoulder still ached where she’d hit it.
She nodded quickly, stepping back. “Yeah, sorry again.”
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