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The boy standing in front of her, the one who had appeared out of owhere to pull her from this nightmare, was the very same Jan Quinton who had spent years tormenting her.
Ian was eighteen by then, already six–foot–one, and his presence one made the girls shrink back. They exchanged uneasy glances and tried to leave, but he stepped into their path.
His eyes were ice–cold, and his whole presence radiated a dangerous intensity. “You. All of you. Hand over your school ID cards.”
Each card listed the student’s name, ID number, and grade.
The girls were not stupid. They knew that if he had their ID cards, his would go straight to the school administration. They all came from wealthy families, but in a school like this, so did everyone else. The only reason they had ever dared to bully Mia was because she was quiet, timid, and never reported them.
If the school found out and her parents decided to pursue it, they could be disciplined or even expelled.
Jessica Hugo, the leader of the group, tried to bluft, “Who are you? Why should we give you anything?”
A flash of cold light passed through Ian’s eyes. He stared at her without blinking, his voice low and threatening. “Are you
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handing it over or not?
“If you don’t, I’ll call the police. You can explain it to them.” He F
Jessica’s bravado broke. “Fine, I’ll give it to you. Just don’t call th
They handed over their ID cards one by one, but Ian still did not le
Instead, he made the call right there.
Jessica’s face twisted with anger. “You said you’d let us go if we g
“Did I?” Ian’s voice was pure ice. “I don’t remember saying that.
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By the time lan was eighteen and in his senior year, his life was too busy with schoolwork to waste time picking on his stepsister. It had been a long time since he had teased Mia.
The high school and middle school buildings were close to each offer. That afternoon, he and a few classmates walked to a bookstore outside the school to buy study guides after the last bell
As they stepped back onto the street, he heard the sound of a girl crying in a nearby alley.
When he went to look, he was stunned to find that the girl being bullied was none other than his quiet, long–suffering sister.
A surge of anger shot straight through him. tan was furious.
“How dare anyone lay a hand on my sister?” The thought burned through him.
They were all just middle schoolers and still underage. Even if he called the police, they would only get a warning, nothing more. But after Ian made the call, the incident reached both the school and Lester.
The school promised to investigate thoroughly and give Lester a proper explanation.
That night, back at home, Ian confronted Mia with frustration in his voice. “When someone hits you, can’t you hit back?”
She lowered her gaze, looking every bit the easy target, and replied softly, “I tried at first, but I was outnumbered. I couldn’t beat them, and fighting back just made them worse.”
Ian’s temper flared, and his voice rose. “Then why didn’t you tell the teacher? Or tell Dad?”
The words “Or tell me?” stuck in his throat.
Because suddenly it hit him–the first person to ever bully Mia had been him.
Sure enough, after a brief silence, she said something that made his chest ache.
“Telling people doesn’t help,” she murmured, eyes still downcast. “When you used to bully me, I told Mom, but she never once stood up for me.”
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