620: MY DECISION

ARIEL'S POV Going closer to Lisa, I landed a punch on her face, and boom, this satisfaction was within me. Also, the anger was still burning inside of me. She stumbled back, and her hand instinctively reached for her cheek where my fist had made contact. She looked shocked, and I could see the pain in that goddamn countenance. Her hands were on her cheek, and before she could fully recover, I lunged forward, ready to unleash more fury upon her. However, before I could land another blow, strong arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me back with an iron grip, it was like trying to fight against a brick wall. I struggled against the hold, trying to break free, but it was no use. Luke had a firm hold on me, pleading for me to stop. Meanwhile, the commotion had drawn the attention of other party guests. Some looked on in shock; their eyes were wide with disbelief at the scene unfolding before them. I could tell that others were whispering among themselves, casting judgmental glanc