Chapter 53: Snapped.

“I can’t believe you nearly took out that blonde with your bare hands!” Fiona chuckled, her eyes gleaming with mirth.

"I just snapped," Celine replied, a rueful grin playing across her face. The bandaged right hand was a testament to the ferocity of her outburst.

Fiona swung open the car’s rear door, a hint of concern mingling with her amusement. "Thanks," Celine muttered as she slid into the backseat, Fiona climbing into the passenger seat.

"How's your hand holding up?" Oliver inquired, his brows creasing with concern.

"Hurts like a bitch," Celine replied, a wry grin flickering across her lips. "Guess that's what happens when you take out your frustration on someone's face."

Oliver let out a chuckle. "That girl had it coming," he agreed. "And she didn't even put up a fight."

Celine rolled her eyes, the satisfaction of the altercation slowly fading into the dull ache of her bruised knuckles. "Weaklings," she scoffed.

"Can't say I've ever pictured you as the type to brawl like that," O