Chapter 22 Fight Between Women

• Ena succeeded in yanking the book from my grasp, and I watched helplessly as it slipped from my fingers and fell to the ground. A pang of loss and anger surged within me, mingling with the throbbing pain in my scalp. Ena's actions were ruthless, and I couldn't understand why she was reacting this way.
• As she held the book proudly, a mixture of frustration and humiliation washed over me. I was tired of being pushed around, of being treated as if I was beneath everyone else. I wanted to stand up for myself, to fight back against the injustice.
• Pushing aside the pain and anger, I met Ena's gaze with determination. "Why do you care so much about this book? What's your problem with me?" I demanded, my voice trembling with a mix of emotions.