Chapter 278: Real Peter

Ayla's last sentence was like pouring gasoline on a fire.

Adriana's hands clenched into fists by her sides. Her teeth gritted. That smirk on Ayla's face, like she was proud of what she had done, was too much.

Adriana could feel her heart pounding. Her chest was tight. Her breath was shaky. That dark past, the humiliations, the endless bullying, Ayla acted like it was all just a funny little joke. Like it was something to be proud of.

Something snapped.

Without thinking, without planning, Adriana raised her hand and slapped Ayla right across the face.

SMACK.

The sound was loud enough to make a few heads turn in the café.

Ayla stumbled slightly from the force, her eyes wide in pure disbelief.

She looked at Adriana, stunned, one hand now covering her cheek.

"You…" Ayla hissed.

Before anyone could react, Ayla lifted her own hand and aimed it right at Adriana's face, ready to slap her back.

But then—