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SASHA’S POV

Nothing prepared me for the rage I felt after watching the video.

I screamed in horror at what Mrs. Devon just said.

"No! No, it can't be!" My voice echoed through the room. "What do you mean we can't attack her? Is she a god?"

Mrs. Devon sat calmly, her expression unreadable.

“ I think it's better we leave her alone," she said softly. "No one agreed to help us because her grandfather is Qyler."

I couldn't hold back the rage I felt. "Just because her grandfather is Qyler doesn't mean we can't do anything! It doesn't mean she is untouchable!"

My mom tried to shush me, glancing nervously at Mrs. Devon. "Sasha, please, calm down," she whispered, her eyes wide with worry.

But I was beyond control. I felt like a volcano ready to erupt. "Do you know what I have done to her?" I shouted. "Do you know how much it took from me?"

Mrs. Devon's face remained calm, but my mom looked horrified.

"Sasha, stop it right now!" she pleaded, grabbing my arm.

I shook her off and continued, my