Diane's POV.
“I thought I warned you to cut it out?” I asked with my voice lowered to a dangerous tone.
After exiting Ryan’s room, I headed straight for the training yard, knowing exactly where my perpetrator would be.
And I got there at the perfect time to find jet cleaning the training arrows, you know the same type that was shot at me earlier.
I stormed over to her, pushing her chest with my palm and watching her stagger on her feet until she regained her balance.
“What the f**k?” She growled, glaring at my unexpected shove.
I let out a scoff.
“I should be saying that instead, because what the f**k is wrong with you?” I demanded with my lips turned into a disgusted scowl.
Her face contorted into confusion at my words, but I wasn't going to believe her acting, which I knew it was.
“What are you t……
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