The colour drained from Arabella's face.
Now she sat on the soft brown sofa in front of Shephard and Keily, who had an arrogant face in their faces — their smug smirks showing, feeling like they had successfully beaten and crushed her, turning her into nothing. Thinking now that no one would save her, not even Kendrick Gray.
Beside her, Kendrick sat with one hand on her waist possessively — making her always close to him. His grip is too tight, it hurts and makes her unable to move even an inch away.
Her delicate face now looked cold, disgusted by every human being around her. It all looked very clear on her face, her red eyes now looked fierce and could kill them all in one blink — oh, but she could only hope that her eyes could kill their unwanted existence — she didn't want to get he
