Tracey cried out as Sara pushed her against the wall. Her own anger was rising and she was shaking. Reaching for her wand, she drew it and pressed the tip under Sara’s chin. She gave her a look that almost dared her to keep doing what she was doing.
“It’s as close as I have ever felt since you,” Tracey told her forcefully, hissing from the pain of Sara’s fingers digging into her.
“I’m not yours. You saw to that over and over again,” Tracey said, pressing a little harder with her wand to emphasize her point