Ava also put on an act of kindness.
"Selina, you really should work on that temper of yours. Fine, fine—we're sisters. If you're doing well, then I'll be doing well too. I'm willing to put in a good word for you."
She turned back into the private room and, in a soft and gentle voice, said,
"Teacher, for my sake, please give my sister Selina another chance."
Samuel flicked his sleeve, his expression laced with contempt as he glanced toward the doorway.
Then, perhaps because he thought the mood was just right—with so many people urging him on—he decided that giving Selina a little face wouldn't hurt.
But really, something others looked down on, he was supposed to look up to? What a joke.
Selina narrowed her eyes, licking the back of her molars as she looked at Hannah blocking her way.
She was itching to hit someone. Why insist on putting your face in front of her hand?
Samuel lifted his chin high, looking down his nose at her.
