Emma POV

The sound hit the hall like thunder.

My hand burned. My chest hurt. I could not breathe.

Ethan’s cheek turned red. I looked at my hand. I was shocked.

The hall went quiet. My heart dropped.

What did I just do?

Ethan turned his face back to me. His eyes were dark and cold.

“You slapped me,” he said.

The words were heavy.

Fear climbed up my throat. My hands shook.

“I didn’t mean to,” I said. My voice broke.

Ethan walked closer. I stepped back. My back hit the ...