Her eyes widened in surprise, as if she had never expected to see me here. The shock on her face quickly faded and was replaced by an expression of pure disgust and anger as her eyes scanned my body with disdain.
We locked eyes, and the air between us crackled with unspoken tension as silence enveloped us for a brief moment before I retorted.
"Why can't I be here?" I asked as a smirk tugged at the corners of my lips and amusement danced in my dark brown eyes. "Surprised to see me? Afraid that I will win the competition?" I taunted, knowing that she wanted me out of this competition.
She glared at me and the gears in her head shifted as she thought of what to say. I watched as her gaze flickered down to look at my hand, still bandaged from the cut she caused two weeks ago. She looked back up to meet my gaze, a smug look was instantly stretched across her face.
She let out a loud scoff, a triumphant smile etched onto her face.
