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Nothing but dirt.

vie's POV

The moment Damon was gone from the place, I picked up all the cleaning items I worked with and made to scurry out of the place because I knew that with the temper that Miss Kardashian was probably feeling, I would be the scapegoat for her misfortune. The luck that I was supposed to use out of the place ran out though before I got to the door.

"Stop right there!" I heard the dreadful command of the woman, the same fear that made me want to be out of reach from her. I stopped walking and turned to face her, my head bowed slightly and looking at the floor to avoid getting into more trouble with her. Her loud footsteps kept sounding in the room, and I winced as I felt my back injuries conjured up from knowing that I was going to be in another batch of troubles.

"And just who gave you the permission to walk away?" She asked me.

"I-I," I stammered out, not sure of what to say. The bucket of dirty water I held suddenly felt too heavy and I wanted nothing more than to drop the buc
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