Chapter 35

Crystina’s POV

“What did you just say?” I asked furiously. I’ve been called that all my life; I can’t even walk around the street without someone whispering and calling me that behind my back. All my life, I’ve been tagged as the murderer’s daughter, but this time, I won’t take it from her.

“You’re nothing but a slut, a bitch, and a useless daughter of a useless father,” She shouldn’t have brought my father into the discussion.

“You have no damn right to call me those names,” I yelled. Everything else around me seemed to have evaporated, and it was just us standing in front of that restaurant.

“What will you do about that, you weakling?” She pushed me by my chest. She was taunting me; she wanted me to turn and walk away as usual, but no, I repeat I won’t let her bully me.

She had a problem with me for unknown reasons, not my father.

‘We’re not a weakling, Star, kill her!’

Those were the last words I heard from Kris before I