Bitter Victory

“You don’t fucking look at him. Understand?” Genevieve hissed, pointing a sharp finger at Elena.

Elena’s hand trembled as it cradled her burning cheek. Tears streaked silently down her face, her body frozen in place.

“Get lost, you fucking whore!” Genevieve barked, her voice slicing through the stunned silence of the lounge.

Elena’s legs moved on their own. She shot to her feet, head down, and