Eliana's POV

Mrs. Ramirez’s eyes burned like fire.

She squared her stance, robe tossed aside, her small frame trembling not with fear, but fury.

Alex scoffed, wiping his mouth and shaking his head as though she’d lost her mind.

“You can’t be serious." He said, his voice dripping with mockery. “You’re gonna fight me? Lady, go back inside before you break a nail.”

Mrs. Ramirez didn’t move.

“Try me.” she said simply.

“Mrs. Ramirez, please." I begged, stepping between ...