She’s Back, and Hell’s Coming with Her novel Chapter 68

She just couldn’t understand it—why did her classmates look at her with so much hostility and contempt?

No matter how she turned it over in her mind, she couldn’t find the reason for their resentment. Why did they hate her so fiercely?

Shaking herself from these thoughts, Sabrina focused on what she had to do. Following the memory of the campus layout, she headed to the main office to check in.

Her expression remained calm and detached, betraying nothing of what she felt inside.

That was, until she caught sight of a figure—one so painfully familiar, so deeply hated.

Only then did her steady mask falter, if just for a moment.

Striding down the hallway was a tall, strikingly handsome boy.

He was flawless, the kind of good-looking that belonged on magazine covers or movie screens.

At this school, he was always the center of attention, shining brighter than anyone else.

A sharp pang twisted inside Sabrina’s chest. Her fists clenched without her noticing.

Marshall. After fifteen years, they were meeting again.

She watched him coolly from a distance, surrounded by a crowd, glowing like a celebrity under the lights.

Shrieks and excited laughter filled the hallway as boys and girls alike vied for his attention.

But Sabrina’s eyes turned cold, her gaze hardening with old resentment.

A crooked smile tugged at her lips. Here and now—this was both a beginning and an end.

She looked away, walking past without another glance.

For now, these people owed her a debt, one she would collect when the time was right.

Shouldering her backpack, Sabrina’s sixteen-year-old face blended into the throng.

No, she corrected herself. She was seventeen now—her birthday had been just yesterday.

Despite her fresh, youthful appearance, her eyes held the weight of someone far older. Because inside, she wasn’t a teenager at all, but a woman of thirty-five.

She had come back for payback.

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