~Elsie's POV
Another one stepped closer, his boots were heavy against the wooden ramp. I instinctively moved back, but there was nowhere to go.
Gianna tightened her grip on me immediately.
"Do not talk," she whispered quickly, but I could feel her shaking just as much as I was.
The man in front of us stopped right in front of me now, close enough that I could see the expression on his face clearly. It was not just amusement anymore. It was irritation mixed with something worse, as if he wanted to remind me where I stood.
"You talk too much," he said flatly.
Before I could even process what he meant, his hand moved, and the slap came fast and sharp. It hit my cheek hard enough that my head turned slightly to the side, and for a second everything went quiet in my ears.
I was so shoccked and Gianna gasped beside me.
"Elsie," she shouted, pulling at me, but I could barely focus.
