#Chapter 19: Weakling

Aria & Sarah Aria “I’m not the same weak little girl who you could walk all over,” I growled as I clutched my sister’s hair. “You have no right to treat me this way.” Sarah’s earlier bravado was gone, replaced by the same emotion I’d felt when she’d whispered in my ear earlier: fear. She whimpered and released her grip on my hair, struggling to get free. Only then did I let her go. I shoved past her and stopped near the door, my hand on the doorknob. “I didn’t know that Darren broke up with you,” I said over my shoulder, my voice low, “and I had nothing to do with it. I’m an intern and Lucas’s babysitter, and…” Luna, that tiny part of myself seemed to want to tell her. Put her in her place—show her what you really are. But I quickly dispelled that ridiculous notion and said, “And nothing more.” Pulling my shoulders back, I returned to my work and pretended as if nothing had happened. It took some effort to keep myself from smiling, though.