She didn't even get two steps before she collided with someone.
"I warned you, you bitch!" Sharona hissed, loud enough that Lydia's brows shot up.
Before Ivy could react, Sharona lunged.
She grabbed a fistful of Ivy's hair—fingers twisted cruelly—and yanked. Hard.
"Ah—!" Ivy's neck snapped back from the force.
"Let go of me!" Ivy clawed at Sharona's arm, but Sharona was running on pure uncut rage.
Ivy stumbled backward, hitting Lydia's desk. She lost her footing and dropped hard onto her side, pain shooting through her elbow.
"What the fuck is going on?!"
Winn's voice cracked across the office.
His office door slammed into the wall behind him as he stormed out. His eyes—dark, sharp, terrified—fell on Ivy on the floor.
His entire body changed.
He went pale. Then furious. Then panicked.
He dropped to his knees beside her instantly. "Ivy—oh my God—are you okay? Did she hurt you? Let me see—"
Ivy shoved his hands away.
"Don't touch me!" she snapped.
"Ivy—"
