Author's POV “It's none of your business, and don't touch that, that's dessert,” Amber replied, glaring at Daniel with cold resentment. “Oh, okay, sorry,” he muttered, lowering his head as he sauntered away, not bothering to ask her what was up with her. Amber yanked off her apron, unable to control the anger in her chest, and began arranging the table. Her slender fingers shook slightly, not from fear but rage. She sat down, alone with her thoughts. "Girl, I think we should teach Daniel a lesson, it's about time he starts treating us like an adult and not a little girl," Raven remarked. Amber was about to reply when the front door burst open. Her father marched in with his shoulders slumped, two deep lines of worry appeared between his eyes. He dropped into his chair like all the weight of the pack rested on him. “What happened, Dad? You look pale,” Amber questioned, her tone already prepared for bad news. “I’m on the verge of losing my job,” he confessed. “...My boss
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