Charlotte's resilience.

Charlotte had lowered her head while the whole canteen was silent as if clinging to her lips. She could feel their lingering stares when she had no escape. Anyway, she knows very well that even if she tries to get up and run away from there, Michael won't give her the chance. He has decided to go through the most vicious of ways to humiliate her so he will destroy what is most important to her, her reputation.

She looked at him with tears in her eyes as she silently begged him to stop but he had that cold, mean look on her, that look that said no matter how much she cried he wasn't going to leave her alone. She sat cross-legged and put her hands on the floor lowering her head low as she was shaking, Michael still crouched in front of her, seeming to be waiting for an answer.

Michaël smiled before lifting Charlotte's face with his finger making her dip into his emeralds.

“You have and will never have an answer because Charlotte Brighton, you are a liar and the worst that exists.