Her temper is just like this—if she wants to know something, she'll find out one way or another. There's no way Cecilia Bennett's evasiveness is going to let this slide.
Cecilia Bennett sighed, squeezed the palm of her hand, and looked up at Holly Sawyer.
Alright, she knows that Holly Sawyer would never let it go. She'd dig to the bottom of things. She'd end up telling Holly even if she didn't want to.
If Holly Sawyer said she'd beat her down, then it was sure to happen. What can she do? She can't beat Holly Sawyer.
"Just our high school classmate, you know how we used to fight all the time. We haven't seen each other in ages, so when we met, we couldn't help but get into a fight."
Cecilia Bennett somewhat guiltily touched her nose.
She started the fight, but didn't get hurt. The ones who got hurt were mostly on the other side.
A whole group against her alone, and they still couldn't beat her—they were as useless as ever.
