Olivia smirked. "Oh, but of course it is… if you know what's good for you."
Amanda shot one last, sharp glare at Sumaya — her eyes cold, burning with quiet fury — but Sumaya didn't look up, her gaze glued to the floor, her entire body tense and trembling. With a sharp scoff, Amanda spun on her heels and stormed toward the door, slamming it so hard behind her that the walls shook from the force.
"Annoying clown," Olivia muttered under her breath, shoving her phone back into her pocket. Her sharp demeanor melted the moment she turned to Sumaya. She approached quietly, her eyes softening as she took in the way Sumaya's shoulders quaked, her fists still clenched so tight her knuckles were white.
"Hey… you okay?" Olivia asked gently, placing a hand on Sumaya's shoulder, her fingers light but grounding.
Sumaya didn't answer right away. Her breaths were uneven, her chest rising and falling like she was fighting for control over something.
