Chapter twenty nine

CORA’s POV….

With every accusation Layla made, I found myself itching to throw her off a building.

When she had told me that she was going to ruin the ceremony for me, I had thought she would maybe ruin my dress, not give me food, or probably something like that, but what I didn’t expect was that she would go this far and accuse me of stealing.

"I am not a thief!" I yelled at her. If she was going to keep paying these accusations on me, I was going to have to defend myself.

I had thought I was defending myself well and seeing the look on her face, I immediately knew she hated it.

"I am not a thief, stop lying!"

I told her, and just then, I recieved a resounding slap across the face.

It was such a tight slap that I fell to the ground. I held on to my cheek as I raised my head to her, how could she? How could she slap me like that?

I raised my head to see everyone staring at me, and even worse, it just had to be in front of the Dark Knight pack. I held on to my cheeks, anger running th