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Chloe Slam! Something struck the side of my head, hard. My vision blurred as I staggered back, a sharp pain spreading through my skull. The sound of shattering glass rang in my ears as the vase crashed to the floor, breaking into a hundred jagged pieces. I barely registered the warm, wet sensation trickling down my forehead until I saw it—drops of red splattering against the cold tiles. Blood. I blinked, my head throbbing, before slowly looking down at the growing crimson stain on the floor. “Woah, Mom,” a voice drawled lazily. “Your aim is better than before. I almost didn’t see it with how fast that throw was. Your personal trainer is really good.” I slowly lifted my gaze, my pulse pounding in my ears. Sitting comfortably on the couch, completely unfazed, were two women. My mother-in-law and Layla, my sister-in-law. My mother-in-law was casually admiring her nails, while Layla was smirking like she had just watched something mildly entertaining. “Really?” my mother-in-law
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Chloe"You, unfortunate, stupid woman. What have you done?"The voice yelled. I blinked, my vision blurry, and slowly forced my eyes open. I couldn’t feel my body anymore, I hadn’t eaten in two days. Even the nurses had stopped trying to convince me."I'm talking to you!" the voice snapped again. "Can't you hear me? Did you lose your tongue like you lost that child?"I flinched, instinctively recoiling. “M-Mother…” I reached out without thinking.A hard slap stung across my hand, and I gasped.“I’m not your mother, you bastard.” She hissed.I bit my dry lips and I stared at Logan’s mother. Her eyes had never held kindness towards me, even right now, she is staring at me with disgust.“She has the nerve to speak,” Layla, my sister-in-law scoffed from behind her. “She should be hiding in shame. Who loses a child and still dares to look anyone in the eye?”“She’s nothing,” his mother continued, stepping closer. “You lost the next heir to the White family. Do you even understand what you’
