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Chapter 32

Olivia

Then

“Then his toes were minced. It was so--“

“Wait, hold on. Why are you watching those movies, Alyssa?”

She gazed at my hands over which smeared the foam from the dish soap. I stopped scrubbing the plate for a moment and looked her in the eye. That was so messed up. We were barely able to keep an eye on her.

“It was on the TV,” her volume dropped.

“Not everything that they show on the TV is for you to watch.”

I sat the plate in the basin after sponging, then reached the foamy sponge to the bottom of the blender jug.

“But I didn’t have anything to do. You’re always busy doing something. We don't even go out anymore.”

Her tone was getting whiny. Like it always does when she sees me serving dinner. Abruptly, a river of things that enrage me seeped into my brain. Yes, my brain was striving to make itself understand that she was a little child. A little child who was boiling my blood at the moment. Who was setting me on fire. I didn’t want this either. I wasn’t fond of washing d
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