EPISODE SIXTY-ONE

“W... what...” she exclaimed and the phone dropped from her hands unconsciously.

Samantha proceeded to pick up the phone and returned it to Emily. “You may have to watch until the end, sister,” she taunted mischievously.

Emily looked at Samantha, her eyes depicting hate, pure hate for the lady to who she had thought that she owes her existence. Never would she have imagined that Samantha had gone to this extent to blackmail her. She just stated that she wants to fight fair, but to Emily, this shameless act was far from being fair. It was brutal, gross, gruesome, and everything bad and terrible.

“But... but you can't do... do this, Samantha” Emily cried, and stopped the video that was playing on the phone.

Samantha giggled, happy with the tremendous feat that she had just achieved. “Says who, Emily, who can stop me?” she retorted.

She loved to see the fear instilled on Emily.

“This is... wrong” Emily replied, pointing at the screen of the phone. “It... is every... every shade of wrong.