Like a volcano about to explode and the quiet before a storm, Rosalie was silent, suppressing her rage as she led Adrian out behind the Magic Sword faculty.
Once they reached a secluded spot behind the building—a place where delinquent girls sneak off to puff on cigarettes—Rosalie tore off her mask of hypocrisy and stopped suppressing her rage.
"Rosalie! We are here at your place. So speak up now. What do you know about my parents and Nancy's deaths?!"
Adrian demanded in a loud voice, full of fury and urgency.
But instead of a clarification or even a mockery that he had expected from Rosalie, what he got was a fist flying straight at his face.
Caught off guard, Adrian stumbled backward, narrowly avoiding the blow. He never expected Rosalie to attack him like this.
"You bitch—"
He began to curse, but before he could finish, Rosalie lunged at him like a whirlwind.