Author's Notice:
Everything that happened in this chapter was written as it all played inside my head... I didn't exclude anything in order not to ruin the flow.
I wanna say a big thank you for reading and supporting "Stuck Between Two Rivals."
— Author Godsent Banky.
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Rita was still on her knees in the center of the dance floor; her face was wet with tears, her palms pressed the cold tiles, her hair was falling over her face, and her body was trembling under the gaze of the rich heirs and heiresses who were laughing at her mockingly as they pointed their phones at her while streaming her shame and misery on Shenstagram with their various Shenstagram accounts.
Rita clenched her fist and gritted her teeth in fury and said to herself, "It's better I die than to continue to endure this humiliation."
