Restroom Fury and the Shockwave

KIERA'S POV

I stared relentlessly into the illuminated mirror of the women's restroom, gripping the cold porcelain edges of the sink until my knuckles turned stark white. The harsh, fluorescent strips overhead cast unforgiving shadows across my face, highlighting the deep, dark circles bruising the skin under my eyes and the rigid, twitching muscles in my jawline. The blistering humiliation from