Last time, Sasha was frightened when Celine lifted her up, and for a long time, she didn't dare to harass Celine.
Today, fate had them cross paths. From a distance, Sasha spotted Celine, standing in the line.
The Celine of today was like a completely different person from the Celine of the past. She no longer sported the heavy bangs, nor does she wear the worn-out school uniform that was so out of fashion it was embarrassing. And gone was the tattered backpack that had been rubbed raw from use.
She was wearing a beautiful dress, carrying a small white backpack, her hair tied up in a bun, adorned with a beige sunflower hair clip on one side. Sasha could spot her immediately from across the street standing in a long queue, even from a distance of five or six meters.
Celine knew she hadn't done anything, so she just stood there. Her beautiful face and fair skin alone were enough for her to attract attention.
After more than a month, Sasha's initial fear had long since dissipated when she saw Celine again. What she felt now were jealousy and a wave of inexplicable anger.
She didn't know why, but she just wanted to make things difficult for Celine.
“Why have you gone silent? What are you feeling guilty about?”
Sasha spoke, gently pushing Celine with her hand.
Celine lost her footing, stumbling and falling right out of the line.
A young lady behind her supported her, snapping Celine back to reality. “I have no idea what you're talking about,” she said.
As she spoke, she stood up straight again, focusing her gaze forward and trying hard to ignore the presence of Sasha and her group.
However, Sasha had been bullying her since eighth grade. How could she let Celine off so easily?
Seeing that she was ignoring her, Sasha felt embarrassed. Unable to hold back, she reached out and tugged at Celine. “It's been a while, so I wanted to catch up with you!”
As she spoke, she pulled Celine along.
Celine bent her fingers away. “Don't touch me!”
Her voice was not loud when she said these words and even carried a slight tremble. This only boosted Sasha's confidence. “Do you really think you're a little princess now, Celine? Come out or I will get physical!”
As she spoke, she raised her palm.
Celine froze for a moment, looking at Sasha, her hands by her side clenching tightly.
The scenes of being bullied kept replaying in her mind, one after another. She could guess what Sasha and the others were planning to do by taking her away.
They must be planning to do as they did before, stripping off her clothes and cutting her hair!
They were surrounded by people, yet no one stepped forward to help her. The shadows of the past made Celine tremble all over.
Celine really wanted to lift Sasha up, just like she did the last time.
But with so many people around, she didn't dare.
They will look at me as if I'm a monster!
No one will come to save me. No one.
Tears fell from Celine's eyes of despair. Someone in the crowd cursed, “Take your drama elsewhere. Don't bother us!”
Sasha and her group were typically bullies who preyed on the weak and feared the strong. Upon hearing that their actions were causing disturbances, she felt a pang of panic in her heart.
She tilted her head towards Shirley beside her. One of them grabbed Celine's arm while the other tugged at the clothes on Celine's shoulder, forcibly pulling Celine out of the line.
Celine knew she was being dragged out of the line. She tried to resist. “Let me go!”
Yet as she began to resist, Sasha suddenly hooked her neck, leaning in to whisper in her ear. “Your adoptive family doesn't know about your past, do they? Tell me, if they knew about your previous 'talents', would that lady still dare to keep you?”
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