Chapter 4

Willow Baker POV

"You ungrateful bitch, where were you? You were gone for two days," Rose shrieked into my ear as she yanked on my hair.

I kept myself from flinching and answered, "I was feeling unwell, so I thought it was best not to stick around. I wouldn't want the young miss to get sick because of me."

She shoved me aside with a sniff and studied my figure. "You finally lost weight, you pig. You must have made yourself sick by stuffing your face with food. That's what you get," she said with a high-pitched laugh.

Remaining silent, I could feel my nails digging into the palms of my hands. Last time, I didn't have any difficulty letting her words flow past me. What I thought hadn't mattered I just needed to do as I was told.

Now I wanted to slap her and pull on her hair to show her exactly what it felt like. I wasn't the only one she harassed, but I was her favorite punching bag. I never went against her, and no one would have cared if anything happened to me except for Sheila.

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