Catherine's POV
Tessa was vibrating in my arms; she still hadn't gotten over the trauma she had been carrying since those men cornered her. Sje had a right to be mad. I mean… what Lucy did could have led to a more serious case.
But right now, I couldn't let her dwell in her emotional phase. I had to stop her even though she was currently refusing to listen to anything I was whispering into her ear.
"Stop it, Tess. We can't do this in the school. People will gather."
"I am done care. Let me go, Catherine!" she shrieked, her voice cracking under the weight of her rage. She truly cared less about creating a scene that could attract a teacher or even the principal. At this moment, few students drew closer but she certainly didn't care about the crowd that was rapidly forming a circle around us.
