Cynthia Dion:
He gasped as his entire stance shook; he wasn’t anticipating me hitting him. It must have shattered his ego because he took a whole minute to respond to that.
Before he could utter a word or take any action, I sensed somebody rushing towards me, turning me around with the intention of slapping me. I acted swiftly to prevent Maleeka from landing a hit by grasping her wrist, and I glared into her eyes.
"You spread falsehoods about me, and I forgave you, but I won't allow you to lay a hand on me," I muttered at her face while Thea manifested through my eyes. Maleeka gasped and struggled to break free. I don’t know what had come over me, but I was so furious that I didn’t release her, and Mr. Holt made no effort to intervene either.
"Cynthia!" Atticus sprinted toward us and f
