Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

Vivian came from a world of wealth and privilege, spoiled and untamed, her mind just as cruel as her sharp tongue.

No sooner had she spoken than a voice, cold and dripping with menace, cut through the air: "If you know what's good for you, you'll get out of here. We'll let today's incident slide."

Flora leaned against the wall, her patience wearing thin. Why were there always idiots looking for trouble?

"You're still acting tough now?" Vivian's face twisted with rage at the memory of Flora humiliating her last time. "Get them! Especially that woman who just spoke!"

As soon as Vivian gave the order, a group armed with metal pipes charged toward Flora and her friends. The screeching sound of metal scraping the ground sent chills down everyone's spine.

Ivan yanked Brianna behind him. Maddox and the other men rushed to the front, forming a protective barrier around Brianna and Flora.

"Flora, when we make an opening, grab Brianna and run. I've already called the cops; they'll be here soon!" Ivan urged, ready to charge forward with Maddox and the others.

But before he could finish, a sudden gust of wind came from behind. Ivan barely saw Flora move, yet there she was, standing firmly in front of them.

eye, she confronted the approaching men. Moonlight glinted off their metal pipes, casting an eerie glow as they swung

"Flora!"

"Flora!"

Brianna, and the others shouted in horror. Meanwhile, Vivian watched with a twisted grin,

But-

the

"Ah!"

hand contorting grotesquely, the metal pipe clattering

flew nearly ten feet, crashing into a wall before crumpling to the

moment, everyone seemed to hear the

stunned silence. Brianna, Ivan, and the others, who had been ready

shocked by

skilled she was, she was just one girl. She couldn't possibly

dark of night, Flora moved like a phantom. Within moments, nearly twenty burly men lay sprawled on the ground, groaning in pain.