“You are only Coterie. You hold no power over me, Mengzan,” Bree said. Her hand was steadier, no longer shaking. With her finger holding the trigger, Bree screamed her sentences. “I am capable of making my own decisions! I can choose to handle problems however I feel like! I will not let you, the Coterie, or the expectations of the past tell me how to live!”
“I am not telling you what to do. I am trying to say that you should not take this route—we have evidence of her misconduct. Let’s leave,” Skylar pleaded.
Though Bree appeared intimidating, Tracey could only hear the desperateness and insecurity in her miserable tirade. She looked to Skylar for help, but he stood there saying nothing more—all he did was slide his hands into his pocket—they briefly made eye contact, but he looked away.