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Lyra stumbled backwards as she felt a sharp pain on her cheek from Xander's hit. She looked up at him in shock and anger, tears welling up in her eyes.

"How dare you!" she shouted, her voice shaking. "You have no right to hit me!"

"That's alright, don't yell at him" Marcus said holding Lyra back.

"You didn't say anything when he hit me !" She yelled tears now streaking down her face.

Xander stood frozen, his hand still raised from the force of the slap. He looked down at Lyra, his eyes dark with anger and a tiny hint of regret.

"I'm sure he didn't mean to hit you. Your words, they hurt sometimes Lyra" Marcus consoled his voice low and gravelly.

Lyra shook her head, the tears now streaming down her face.

"I don't care," she said fiercely.

"He has no right to hit me, no matter what I say. I trusted you guys. I trusted both of you. And you lied to me, both of you."

"All my life! Now how about that for being hurt!"

"You shouldn't have hit her, you should have just understood that she's