No one bothered the twins anymore. At least, nobody tried anything while Angelica asserted dominance. In fact, they were no longer making a commotion or even looked towards her direction.
The man she beat up retreated to a corner and clutched his dislocated arm. His sobs could be heard from her position.
Angelica realized she might have gone too far, but she couldn't ignore the fact that he was still responsible for his actions. Yes, he was a victim like everyone else, but that didn't give him the right to take out his frustrations on others, especially those under 18.
She shifted her attention back to the twins. They had huddled in the corner and hugged their knees with their heads lowered to the ground. They had been saved but their expressions did not change.
At that moment, she realised something.
The depressing atmosphere had not changed. The reality of the situation had not changed.
