Now I was made to apologize to his mistress for doing absolutely nothing wrong. I was the one hurt and yet he couldn’t defend me or protect me. I wasn’t going to give in no matter what.
I lifted my head, glaring at him through narrowed eyes. "Go to hell, Kieran. I'll never apologize to that bitch, no matter what you do to me."
Nina huffed. "Oh, Selena. You really are a stubborn one, aren't you? You know, I think it's only fair that you pay for what you've done. Kieran, she needs to be punished."
Kieran hesitated, his gaze flickering between us. I could see the conflict in his eyes. It was as if he was wondering whether or not it was the right thing to do.
Finally, he exhaled deeply. "Very well, Nina. You’re free to do what you must."
Nina's face lit up triumphantly, and she stepped forward. She raised a hand and I braced myself for the blow.
It came hard and fast, the sharp crack of her palm against my cheek. I tasted blood, and I knew my lip was split.
"Now, crawl on your knees, kiss my feet and beg for my forgiveness. Maybe I’ll forgive you."
I could feel the blood trickling down my chin, but I refused to show weakness. Instead, a mirthless laugh escaped my lips.