323: Servers her right

Ella’s POV

The air in the mall seemed to thicken as Amanda, Bea, and I stood there, locked in a tense, silent standoff. Amanda’s chin was tilted up, her eyes glinting with a smug, almost combative arrogance, like she was sizing me up for a fight she’d already decided she’d win. 

Bea, on the other ...

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