Chapter 28 Do You Hate Him?

I could hear Haze’s screams and his bones breaking when I dislocated his right arm, and to be honest, it was so satisfying. I took a step back, while he tried to stand up, but failed. "You should thank me, Haze. Because even though you provoked my fucking patience, I’m still in my right mind,” I said as I slung my bag over my shoulder. People gasped at the scene. Some were even recording me, so I knew what was going to happen in the coming days. But why the fuck would I care? I already dislocated his shoulder. I couldn’t undo that. I was about to leave, but I felt like telling him a secret he’d never forget. "Let me tell you a secret, Haze," I whispered with a smirk. "I've killed someone before, and I won't hesitate to do it again if you mess with me," I added, whispering in his ear, which made his entire face turn pale. MY HANDS were trembling as I held onto one of the cubicles in the bathroom. Even my legs were shaking uncontrollably. I don’t know where I got the courage earlier, but