56. Sophia

Her grip is so strong that my scalp is burning. It feels like my hair will come out any time now. She stops in the corridor then shoves me forward. I stumble and land on my palms and knees. If it wasn't for the carpet, the fall would have scraped my knees. All my life, people have scorned me, called me names, and made fun of me but no one has ever touched me. This is a first. Judging by the number of feet in front of me, the spectators have already arrived. I just got back and I don't want to make a scene but this bitch went too far. Who is she to kick me out of Kaden's room? And so violently at that. Anger, embarrassment, and humiliation burn in my chest. She won't get away with this. Blowing my hair out of my face, I get up.

"What gives you the right to lay your hands on me?"

"Dirty, filthy wolf. Have I not made it clear that this room is off-limits?"

"Who are you to say that? What right do you have to forbid anyone from entering that room?"

She takes a step toward me. A small pa