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0057.

IVORY'S POV

Anger bubbled in my skin, the small room a cell that confined me as I paced its length. Each step fell with frustration, echoing through and feeding the fury that twisted in my gut. It had been days since Niylah shamed me before everybody, yet somehow the image of her smug face still wouldn't leave my head.

“Enough is enough," I muttered to myself, stopping in front of the window. I balled my fists full of the urge to shatter something-anything-just to let out the pent-up rage. However, breaking things wasn't going to sort this out. What I needed now was a game plan-something that would hurt her where it hurts.

A gentle rap at the door swept me from my reverie, and Hilda slipped inside. Dark eyes sparkled roguishly as if she already knew what was about to come from my mouth. Hilda had been my closest friend forever. She alone could understand things about me that nobody else ever did, and more importantly, she shared my deep-seated aversion toward Niylah.

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