Lila's POV It’s been close to two weeks, and I’d say I’ve recovered. Two weeks of listening to that old witch’s stupid remarks, staring at her wrinkled face, and enduring her smelly body. Gosh, I can’t wait to leave. When she called me earlier, whispering about her “grand plan,” I couldn’t have been happier. Maybe the universe decided to pay me back for surviving all the shit she put me through…her fat waddling around, sending me on errands like some servant.Remembering how she forced me to kneel and wash her filthy, rotting feet made bile rise in my throat. But that wasn’t the worst of it. She would make me scratch the rash-covered length of her back, her skin crawling with sores and heat, while she groaned in satisfaction. Other nights, I was ordered to stand at her bedside, fanning her as she slept like some wretched servant, all with one arm. Every second is a reminder of how low I’d been dragged. Each memory curdled inside me, fueling the curse I whispered against Ivy and
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