"I'm fine." Emma shrugged, casually holding a box folded from paper in her hands.
Mara clearly didn’t buy it. She snapped, “Then why were you blocking my way?”
“You serious right now? Maybe think for a sec—it was you in my way.” Emma rolled her eyes hard, looking completely fed up.
Mara clenched her jaw, took a deep breath, and stepped aside with forced patience.
“Fine, go ahead,” she said with an annoying air of superiority, like she was doing Emma a favor.
Emma didn’t budge. Instead, she gave her short hair a flick and smirked. “Actually, not feeling like moving anymore.”
Translated: What are you gonna do about it?
Mara gritted her teeth and squeezed past her, clearly trying to restrain herself.
Suddenly, Emma bumped into her and dropped to the ground with a dra
