Third-person POV
After yelling in a fit of rage and telling everyone to shut up, Jella turned sharply on her heel. The cameras were still rolling, the reporters were still shouting over one another, and the pressure of all their eyes on her had become too much. She did not care about dignity or control anymore. All she wanted was to get away from that podium, from the questions, and from the growing tension that felt like it was closing in on her from every side.
