The Sun was shining magnificently in the sky, and the chirping of spring birds was carried by a gentle breeze. Some children were playing in the grass, screaming with happiness.
Green eyes became intoxicated with the vision of white clouds against the blue background of the sky, each with various increasingly unique shapes and animal forms.
The reddish hair formed a lion's head of hair on the girl's pale face, lying on her stomach on the grass. Her modest chest slowly rose and fell.
"Look at her, she's still daydreaming!"
Eve turned sharply, her green eyes full of fear. The 12-year-old redhead leaned against the window, the sound of rain beating on the glass covering the sound of her quick breaths.
A group of older girls slowly approached her, in their eyes the classic arrogance and courage of being in a group.
"The little princess dreams of a fairy tale world, doesn't she?"
The blonde in the center of the group was the tallest, the leader of the gang that had been tormenting Eve since she arrived at the orphanage.
The redhead had never had a chance to meet her parents. Abandoned at an early age, she had been raised by poor artisans. When they died, she had been sent to a nearby orphanage.
Eve had found a home, but as she grew up she also found many people like her, but they were not willing to share.
A small group of five girls rose above them all and began to torment her, eventually becoming their favorite victim. Eve was alone, she had no one to rely on, and that was her weakness.
"What were you looking at, huh?" whispered the blonde.
Eve's back pressed against the glass window as the blonde's body pressed against her, a hand in her hair as the blonde forced the redhead to look at her.
"Come on, Zoe. Show them who's boss."
Another blonde, shorter but no less mean, had incited the redhead. That girl had been the first to start tormenting Eve, but soon the redhead discovered that she was not the biggest problem.
"Maria, Jasmin, hold her down," Zoe ordered the two girls behind her.
The callers separated from the small group, approaching the redhead and grabbing her by the arms. Zoe released her grip from Eve's hair, plugging her mouth.
"Screaming won't help you this time," smiled the blonde devilishly.
Eve's eyes widened as tears began to flow. She tried to wriggle out but it was useless, not even her voice could get out with her mouth clamped shut.
Zoe pulled out a pair of kitchen scissors from her pocket, cutting the air in front of Eve like a veiled threat.
"Let's see what you bring down here."
The blonde began cutting the redhead's shirt, cursing a few times when the victim's body moved too much.
"You've got to hold her still, redheads!"
The scissors cut the fabric of Eve's T-shirt, which split open to reveal a modest pink bra.
Eve's C-pair was big enough for a little girl, pulling against the redhead the envy of many girls. Even Zoe could not compete with her; her B-cup was nowhere near Eve's pair.
"Oh, what a nice bra you have. It would be a shame..."
"Come on, cut it off," chuckled Jasmin.
Zoe glared at her for a second, glaring at her for interrupting. Jasmin noticed after a few seconds, lowering her gaze and remaining silent.
"I was saying...what a nice bra you have," smiled the blonde, turning back to look at Eve "It would be a shame if it got broken, wouldn't it?"
Saying those words, Zoe began to cut one cup of the bra, moving on to the other and finally cutting cleanly through the middle part.
The pink fabric gave way without waiting, a few scraps of fabric fell to the floor as Eve screamed at Zoe's hand.
"Whoops, it broke. How could this happen?" smiled the blonde wickedly.
Zoe moved closer to Eve again, her face close to her ear so she could whisper all the nastiness inside her.
"You will stay here with us forever, bitch. You have no way out."
It was a phrase Eve heard often, Zoe kept reminding her that she was there because no one wanted her. On every visit, the redhead was always snubbed.
Hair a mess, clothes dirty or torn. Eve could not find a new family because Zoe would not let her. Every time someone visited the orphanage, the group of girls found the redhead, ruining her image.
Desperate, Eve began to adapt to the thought that no one would ever adopt her. She would live in the orphanage until the end of her days, suffering constant harassment from Zoe and her friends.
Only a month later, Eve found her salvation. An unexpected visitor arrived at the orphanage. No one knew of their arrival, and Eve was in the director's office.
Once again, the redhead was in trouble because of the blonde and her friends who had shifted the blame to her. That was her salvation.
The family arrived, seeing Eve herself as the first girl, sitting composedly in front of the principal. The wife was struck by her bright green eyes and immediately asked for immediate adoption.
That couple could not have children, so they would adopt a little girl to raise her in the best way possible. They did not even want to look at the other girls; by now the decision had been made.
Eve climbed into a car huge for her eyes, not knowing whether to be happy or afraid. Looking back, she saw Zoe through the window watching her drive away.
"You'll never really escape, Eve."
This is what the redhead read from the blonde's lips, although she could not hear it. She did not know what to think, but it would be impossible to meet her again.
Eve was about to start a new life, this time with a family.
***
The party had been organized quite well, the bar had become crowded in less than two hours thanks to some noteworthy word of mouth. Eve had volunteered to serve at the bar; the manager was a family friend, so, it was the least she could do.
A few years had passed since she was adopted, and her new family had tried to be there and give her a joyful life as a girl.
Eve did not know how to live in a family, slowly learning together with her new parents how to live together. A family may be small, or messy, but beautiful. Yes, very beautiful.
At the very least, the redhead could do nothing but help her parents by becoming an ever-helpful girl. Of course, her grumpy nature had been born in conjunction with her decision to no longer be submissive to anyone.
But Eve would never allow herself to ruin her family's dignity by denying help to a friend, so she went to work that Saturday night.
Many of her peers were across the bar, but that was part of the game. Those who work in bars know that they might run into someone they know; it is the practice, a normality.
"Another round"
The brunette sitting at the bar had raised her finger to call for attention. She had already taken three shots of fireball as if nothing had happened, impressing the bartender.
Eve, however, was not there to think about some girl's health, even though she knew they attended the same school as the majority inside that bar.
She left the glass of Fireball on the counter, moving away to serve other customers. Eve's eyes registered the moment when the whiskey was swallowed in one gulp; the brunette must have been demoralized to drink like that. Fortunately, she was not alone, seeing another girl approach and embrace her.
Smiling, Eve went back to concentrating on her work, losing sight of the brunette. In the crowd, the redhead recognized the boyfriend of Jem, a cheerleader friend she had grown up with, intent on dancing with her friends. It was strange that her friend had left him alone; Jem was used to having everything under control.
A few seconds and the same brunette who had been sitting at the bar earlier came into the redhead's view, and right in front of her, the brunette stuck her tongue in the boy's mouth. Eve's eyes widened in disbelief. If Jem had found out, she would have been furious.
It was only fair, moreover. The brunette had kissed an engaged boy, moreover her friend's! There was no way that brunette would have come out unscathed. It would not have been fair to Jem to hide such a thing.
Wasting no time, Eve immortalized the scene and sent it to her friend, before going back to serving cocktails, but without stopping watching. The brunette continued the kiss for a few more seconds, before stopping without any signal and pulling away. The redhead watched the brunette disappear into the crowd; if she didn't have to work, Eve would have followed her.
***
Lauren was preparing her bath, she had had a tough swimming lesson and the only thing she wanted was to relax after a tiring day. Today was a special day moreover, her old roommates had moved to another school, so, she was left alone.
After a few months, the room had been occupied even though the girl had yet to show up once. Lauren did not know who she would live with from there on but it mattered little.
That day she wanted to take a hot bath and she was going to do it, with no one to get in the way. New roommates or not, the brunette would indulge in that bath.
The bathroom door suddenly opened, startling the brunette, who quickly turned around. Lauren's naked breasts bounced wildly as the girl's body, hidden only by a simple black thong, turned toward the source of the noise.
Before Lauren's eyes was her new roommate, her red hair flowing down over her shoulders and two bright green eyes looking at her with surprise. Lauren lowered her gaze, focusing on the pair of huge breasts in front of her.
"Who the fuck are you?"
***
Eve had gone out with Jem the night before, wanting to know everything about her and the bitch who had kissed her boyfriend. She watched ecstatically as her friend told about how the brunette's breasts were being destroyed by hers, how that girl despite having such big breasts was instead so weak. Laughing, and joking, she then talked about her new roommate, trying to guess who she might be.
"Can you imagine if it was that bitch?" laughed Jem.
"No, come on! I couldn't take it haha" laughed Eve "I couldn't do anything but flatten her every night."
Jem laughed heartily, changing the subject one more time. The redhead would not meet her roommate for the first time until the next day, but she decided to cut corners. She went to her new room, perhaps to freshen up with a bath and make herself pretty and perfumed to make friends with her new roommate.
Once inside the room, she undressed completely, remaining in her red panties as she entered the bathroom. Her green eyes suddenly widened as they were confronted by the nearly naked body of the brunette, the same one she had seen at the bar, the same one who had fought Jem.
"Who the fuck are you?"
Lauren's voice thundered through the bathroom once the brunette recovered from her surprise. She did not know who the girl in front of her was, much less why she was only in her underwear. Who was that girl?
"I'm the new roommate, bitch," growled Eve recovering.
The redhead could not imagine that her new roommate was the girl she had seen during the party at the bar. What were the chances?
Lauren looked at her with a mixture of surprise and dislike, feeling a bad feeling from the first time their eyes met. In her heart, the brunette knew that cohabitation would be tough.
"Well, welcome then," Lauren replied with a hiss, "Now if you don't mind, you'd better get out."
Lauren's head bent to point to the bathing bathtub, meaning that the redhead would have to step away to let her have her privacy.
Eve looked first at the bathtub full of soap and water and then at the brunette, crossing her arms under her breasts, and lifting them. She felt a little intimidated by seeing that sexy naked body in front of her, but she compensated with the confidence sparked by the idea that Jem had defeated her.
"I want to take a bath, too. So why don't you go out?" the redhead raised her head slightly, staring at the girl in front of her.
Lauren put her hands on her hips, pushing back her shoulders instinctively. The girl in front of her did not hint at using a more calm demeanor toward her.
*Look, we're getting off on the wrong foot. After the hot bath, we can talk calmly and..."
"Right, you're right. We can start from scratch..." interrupted Eve approaching one step intimidatingly "...after my hot bath."
The redhead had seen a kind of insecurity in Lauren's change of manner, seeing it as a weakness of the brunette. At that moment, she felt like she was in the dominant position.
Lauren huffed, looking into the girl's green eyes. It seemed that there would be no compromise, and she was not about to give in one step; she was too stubborn.
Changing her mind, Lauren smiled, before slowly entering the bathtub, continuing to stare as if she had won the redhead.
"The bathtub is occupied now," smiled Lauren, a venomous tone in her voice.
Eve squinted her eyes, watching the swagger of her new roommate as she took possession of the bathtub bathtub. She could not see the girl's body under the soap, only the incredible cleavage floating above the water level.
The redhead was still far from surrendering, and without waiting she began to enter the bathtub, heedless of the grunting brunette annoyed, folding her legs against her body when she heard Eve break the mirror of water.
The bathing bathtub was large enough for one person lying down but even two girls could enter it, as long as their legs remained glued to their bodies.
Lauren stared into the girl's eyes, lowering her gaze to the rival cleavage resting among the soap, before returning to stare at her with annoyance. Eve reciprocated with an arrogant look, removing any doubt about how much she wanted to prove she was the dominant one.
Both Lauren and Eve remained silent, the warm water softening their skin, continuing to stare at each other as each tried to understand the unfolding situation.
"Bitch," Lauren finally whispered.
That word came from her lips like a release. It was how she felt about that girl, annoyance became words and came out of her mouth to insult the redhead who was already causing trouble.
"Bitch? Me? I'm not the one kissing other people's boyfriends."
Lauren widened her eyes as she remembered the scene, especially what happened next. Jem had crushed her pride and her breasts for an innocent kiss. She hated to admit it, but the defeat still stung.
"That slut...she's your friend isn't she?" asked Lauren, tightening her lips.
"Don't you dare call her that? Jem is better than you, just as I am."
Lauren grunted, lowering her gaze and running her hand over her breasts, soaping them. She felt the warm water soaking her upper breasts.
"Better than me? Neither of us will ever be" Lauren smiled amused "Lucky"
"Oh?" Eve raised an eyebrow, her hand caressing her breast as her rival "Now you say that? Luck? I thought it was called Total Defeat."
The redhead giggled simply provoking an increase in the hatred Lauren was feeling toward her. The new girl was treading dangerous ground, and the brunette was not a girl of quiet temperament.
"Bitch, if you ran like your mouth, you'd be in good shape," hissed the brunette with a forced smile, "You talk a lot, but of substance I see nothing."
Eve squinted her eyes, the girl in front of her was insulting her body, her breasts. The redhead lowered her gaze to the brunette's pair, comparing them to hers mentally. There were not too many differences, just a slightly darker complexion than the redhead's pale flesh.
"Bitch, don't think you can compete," hissed Eve, lifting her breasts and dropping them on the water with a pop, "All natural. Instead, you're so fake even China denied they made you."
Lauren's eyes went wide; the insult was more serious than she thought and hit her like a slap on the face. How dare that girl think that?
"Fake? Bitch, this is all-natural," growled the brunette, cupping her breasts with her hands and making them swell against her chest, "You're one fake bitch."
"Shut the fuck up. Jem destroyed you as well as I can" Eve hissed, following the momentum of the conversation.
"Don't fucking bark if you can't fucking bite!" growled Lauren, straightening her back.
Eve imitated the brunette's stance, gritting her teeth as she pushed out her breasts.
Now that both were about to pounce on each other, they both froze. Both Eve and Lauren felt their hearts pounding in their chests, watching their breasts rise and fall as they breathe faster.
From the first glance, both had felt they had to fight, neither seemed to be able to bear the other's presence, one had to prevail.
"I'll wreak you," hissed Lauren.
"Really? Show me," Eve replied curtly.
After a few seconds, the two girls slowly brought their breasts together, sighing as their nipples touched and as both pairs were pushed outward from the point of contact, spreading slightly across their chests.
The two girls immediately began to gradually slide their breasts over each other. Eve felt her huge breasts fold against Lauren's flesh, just as the brunette felt her breasts facing her rival's identical pair.
Lauren pulled her rival toward her, and after a surprised sigh, Eve also returned the favor. Once again, both pairs of 36EE swelled on their sides, unable to take the space stolen by the other breast.
Turning up the pressure, Lauren and Eve lowered their gaze on the duel between their dense flesh to find the first signs of yielding from one pair.
It was a mental and physical game, where occasionally their gazes crossed for long seconds before subsiding on their breasts.
Eve pushed her perfect breasts forward, making the brunette grunt when she felt her rival's breasts push harder against hers, struggling for position.
Gritting her teeth as the redhead thrust again, trying to force the rival breast back, Lauren's flesh seemed to warp before winning position and bouncing on top.
As the brunette's breasts slid over Eve's, the redhead could not hold back a low moan that escaped her lips. Lauren smiled as she kept her heavy breasts on top of the pale couple who were swallowed by the water.
"I'll drown your sacks," hissed the brunette.
Eve squinted her eyes, trying to slide her tits out of the water, but her rival continued to pursue her, smiling as she prevented the situation from being reversed.
"Fucking bitch," moaned Eve.
The redhead's body lowered to relieve the weight on her chest, bending forward and shifting her legs so that they rested on her knees.
Lauren changed her position to mirror her rival, the water moving wildly as the soap clung to their bodies.
When the brunette finally followed the redhead's covert downward to press her pair back on top of her rival's, Eve rose quickly.
The redhead's tits hit the underside of her rival breasts, sending them upward and causing them to shake on her chest violently, followed by the splash of water gushing out of the bathtub.
"Fuck," Lauren moaned, using her hands to cling to the edges to keep from sliding back.
Eve continued by throwing her breasts forward, meeting the rival pair with a wet slap. Lauren registered the pain as she watched the small portion of soap hit her rival's face on the cheek.
As the soap slowly began to trickle down Eve's pale face like a false tear, Lauren swung her breasts to the side, ramming part of the wet surface of the bathtub and finally slamming into the redhead's tits.
Eve's pair bounced on her chest, the redhead's body leaning against the bathtub sideways from the force of the blow, eliciting a groan from the girl as she returned to position.
Lauren then dragged her breasts into the rival pair, Eve gasping as she felt her flesh fold against the brunette's, slapping them together soon after when she pushed forward.
The brunette pushed back and the two pairs flattened, although the pale flesh seemed to have less space between them as the two girls looked down at their flushed breasts.
"Matter of time and you'll be nothing," hissed Lauren venomously.
"Fuck you," growled the redhead, looking up.
Eve slid her tits over and under the rival pair, pushing them back slightly.
The brunette's eyes opened wider, sliding her breasts downward and pushing her nipples into the underside of Eve's tender flesh.
Surprisingly, it was Lauren herself who moaned in surprise when she realized that the redhead had anticipated her move, pushing her tips down and meeting her rival ones.
"I'm going to deflate your ego, bitch," hissed Eve.
Lauren moaned again when she felt Eve's pink nipples push off hers and stab into her flesh. Grunting, the brunette pushed forward hard, biting her lip to resist the pain and push up her breasts.
Both girls took to pushing their breasts together, forcing them from different directions to drag their breasts against each other with more friction.
The water and soap made their skin softer and more slippery, making it difficult to hold their breasts pressed together from the side for more than a few seconds.
With each pass, the darker flesh seemed to lose its shape as it was forced back by Eve's tits, but when Lauren pushed forward she could taste the astonishment on her rival's face as she felt her breasts pushed back.
The intensity of the duel grew more and more, the two girls began to hit and slap each other's breasts hard, grunting and groaning with each blow.
Eve began to think Jem's victory was just luck; the girl in front of her was giving her more trouble than her friend had ever given her.
Their breasts shattered together again, pressing each other together and returning to their original shape after a few seconds. The water and soap also lapped at their nipples, bubbles bursting as the flesh stuck together.
Lauren came suddenly closer, hugging the redhead and using her weight to force her rival backward.
"No!" sighed Eve when she felt her rival tighten her grip on her.
The redhead's hands closed behind Lauren's back, and the two girls evenly pressed their breasts together, slowly grinding them together.
Every second, the top pair changed, assuming a better position and crushing the rival pair. Under the girls' watchful eyes, the pale flesh disappeared under the power of Lauren's breasts, but after a few seconds, it was Eve's tits that pushed the rival pair around.
The brunette pushed her huge tits forward as her rival dragged her breasts over the darker pair, grunting as her flesh was crushed.
Lauren tried to push again, smiling as she felt Eve's flesh give way to hers, swelling at the sides. The redhead gave her a hateful look, tightening her lips before pushing back.
The water continued to move wildly as the sound of wet flesh mingled with the girls' anguished sighs.
Slowly, Eve worked her heavy tits into the rival pair, pushing the darker flesh back and holding it with her breasts. Lauren hissed under effort, pushing back as she felt her chest burn.
With a slow pace, they continued to scrape their squashed tits together, with neither one able to overcome the other.
The two girls locked gazes together, exchanging silent threats as their breasts continued to struggle incessantly.
The redhead bit her lip when her pair was pushed back by her rival. She arched her back to push back her attacker.
"Bitch...I will crush you...flat," hissed Eve between breaths.
Lauren sighed as she felt her pair being forced back, feeling her flesh swell outward.
"I will erase...your chest...slut," replied the brunette in the same way.
Without noticing time passing, his girls had rested their elbows on the edges of the bathtub, by now feeling the fatigue of the struggle.
Their eyes gave a glance at their positions, crossing only to see a common agreement to change.
Slowly and ironically, as if they did not want to hurt each other, Eve and Lauren moved to shift their legs, but kept their chests in contact.
After a time neither of them could identify, and although they were sure it had been a few seconds, their bodies were ready to fight again.
Sitting on their asses, their legs had interlocked with those of the other girl, stretched respectively toward the far wall of the bathtub.
This allowed their bodies to be able to be closer together, decreasing the space available for their breasts, confident that it would only be a short time before one breast would take up the entire space.
Lauren was the first to thrust forward, hitting the rival pair with her own and feeling Eve's flesh shake against her chest.
The redhead grunted, pushing back and thrusting her spikes into the rival areolas, leaving the brunette open-mouthed. Lauren's eyes stared in shock into Eve's.
"My tits are better," smiled Eve arrogantly.
Lauren's expression hardened upon hearing the phrase, and she forcefully slammed her breasts forward, forcing Eve's flushed flesh back.
The redhead moaned in surprise, growling immediately afterward as she slammed back. Their breasts met in a slow but sonorous rhythm, the meaty, wet slaps were accompanied by the girls' moans.
The two girls' flesh continued to mold together, slamming forward every second as the girls clung to the belief that they could win.
They both felt how their breasts had softened enormously from the beginning, continuing to struggle relentlessly against a firm and dangerous pair.
Lauren grabbed the redhead's arms and pulled herself into her forcefully. Eve's breasts flattened at the point of collision, her lips parted in a moan but no sound came out.
The brunette pressed and ground her pair into the rival one, crushing it again and making it tremble while the redhead looked at her without being able to say anything.
“You're going down, fat bitch,” Lauren groaned.
Eve regained her composure, pushing back and occupying the space previously held by the brunette's pair.
The redhead continued to ram her breasts into Lauren's chest, trying to ignore the pain throbbing from her chest. Both pairs lost their form, losing ground as the two girls' bodies pressed together tighter.
The water seemed to have calmed down, the actions of the two girls, although heavy for them, were small movements, intensified by the pain the two girls were feeling.
Eve slammed her breasts against Lauren's, feeling their flesh mix again. The brunette slammed back with the same result.
The brunette's tits swelled outward, each pressed against the other.
The redhead pushed back, her left breast allowing itself more against her rival right tit, grunting as she felt her breasts bend upwards.
Lauren and Eve brought their breasts together again, grunting as they pushed forward together and felt their proud, heavy twin 36EEs flatten at the point of contact.
The girls' hands closed again behind their rival's back, pushing their breasts together even more.
Both couples pushed themselves evenly, taking up the space between them and settling together in the center before the girls moved them with small movements.
Eve's tits slid across the top, falling straight down as Lauren rolled her shoulders. The moment the brunette's breasts reached their highest position, the redhead slid them down.
Each girl kept pushing their 36EE into the rival couple, each time distorting their shape when they met.
Eve tried to push her way across her rival breasts, forcing her moans above her onto the brunette's, which she responded by pushing up and sliding between hers.
The redhead then pushed forward, and it felt as if her meat ate Lauren's, making her moan.
The brunette would then occupy the position on top of her, finally pushing her pair down and obliterating the rival one, all this in a continuous infinite loop.
Pushing, shifting, and slowly grinding, the two girls continued to fight with no way out, neither of them understanding how a couple would prevail at this point.
"I'll flatten you..." Eve whispered, pushing forward.
“I am… the best woman,” Lauren replied between half-breaths.
The redhead pushed again, and the brunette moaned as she felt Eve's 36EE rolling against her breasts, moving her rival's meat.
Pushing back, Eve's pale flesh flattened again, spreading across her chest and beginning to give under her pressure as both girls tightened their grip to send their flesh closer together.
“F-fuck” Eve moaned panting, resting her head on Lauren's shoulder.
The brunette rested her head on her rival's shoulder, her breathing heavy and her vision starting to blur. With her breasts completely crushed, even breathing was difficult.
They both looked down, feeling uncertainty starting to creep into their minds. Neither of them knew for sure now who might win.
"No way…" Eve whispered.
The redhead's pale breasts, now red from the endless duel, were molding around Lauren's, losing their shape.
The brunette gasped, she couldn't say anything at all. She distinctly felt her breasts collapse against the rival pair.
Both pairs of 36EEs flattened together, abandoning their perfect form and emptying themselves against each other's chests.
Lauren and Eve separated after a few seconds, leaning their backs against the wall of the bathtub and looking at their breasts.
Hands felt the weak, soft flesh, shooting spikes of pain across their bodies as they massaged their deflated breasts.
Eve's green eyes met Lauren's, both exhausted and broken, but the hatred they felt was still very strong.
“Bitch…” Lauren whispered.
“Bitch,” Eve whispered.
And they remained there, in silence, listening to each other's moans as they massaged their flattened pride.
Their coexistence would have been really difficult.
***
"Oh God! Let me go!" Eve complained.
With an amused grunt, Louisa arched her back, easily pushing Eva's quivering breasts and engulfing them with her own.
The smaller brunette gasped, closing her eyes as she groaned in pain. Her hands weakly slapped the Russian girl's bare back.
Louisa continued to push her breasts out of her, forcing Eva's tits to disappear inside her flesh. The brunette threw her head back, tears streaming down her face.
“Oh, is that all you have?” the brunette asked boredly "I thought your school had girls worthy of the name"
Eva didn't answer, she wasn't able to. The pain shooting through her chest was too strong. She tried to arch her back, but her breasts were powerless and she was no match for her rival.
"You wouldn't be… bragging… against someone like you," Eva said between her moans.
Louisa's eyes lit up with curiosity, pulling the girl closer to her, and she howled in pain.
"Like me? Who? Tell me"
Eva gasped but managed to spell out her name. The Russian girl listened to the three letters whispered with the little girl's last breath.
The Russian student tightened her grip again, but Eva's body seemed almost unconscious. The lack of oxygen had clouded her mind and now a small trickle of saliva fell from Eva's lips.
Louisa let go of her rival's body, which fell to the ground without support. It was at that moment that Eva started coughing, finally able to breathe.
Her pain was so strong that it echoed even in her head, every beat of her heart shaking every limb of her as she cried on the ground.
Louisa grabbed the girl's dark hair, pulling her face up and closer to hers. The girl's frightened gaze I meet the wild and hungry gaze of the Russian student.
“Tell me where I can find this girl,” Louisa asked, eager to know “Tell me where to find Ana”
