Chapter 35

Shirley stared at her bleeding fingertips, fear and frustration twisting in her chest. She stood frozen in place, overwhelmed, when her eyes drifted through the store's clear window and landed on someone outside-Sabrina, casually watching the chaos unfold. Shirley instantly got it. The smug words Sabrina had thrown at her just before handing over the dress now replayed in her head loud and clear. She clenched her phone and stormed out in a fury. "You!" she yelled, charging straight at Sabrina, her fingers still clawing at her skin. "You did this! You touched the dress-what did you do to it?! Security! Grab her now!" Sabrina looked completely unfazed, eyebrow slightly raised as she met Shirley's wild eyes. The look on her face said one thing: you're being ridiculous. Shirley had already scratched red welts all over her exposed arms, her once-beautiful hands now streaked with blood. Her voice cracked into a scream: "My hands! You bitch! You did this! I'm gonna kill you!" She lunged at Sa