Sheryl sat up on the edge of the bed completely naked, her chest rising and falling as she ran a hand through her tangled black hair. “Took you long enough to answer, slow cow,” she muttered without looking at her. Olivia didn’t speak but instead bowed her head and stepped forward, kneeling by the bed with the wipes. As she reached forward to clean, her hand trembled but she didn’t stop lest she would be punished. She wiped the floor quietly, swallowing down the bitter bile rising in her throat. Sheryl chuckled softly. “You love this, don’t you?” she said mockingly. “Always crawling behind me like a loyal little rat.” Olivia didn’t answer. The scent in the room hadn’t changed. If anything, it was worse now as it was thicker, clinging to the walls like a dirty memory. The man on the bed shifted with his face still hidden. But when she looked up after a while, she froze. The way Sheryl kept glancing at the man beside her and was smiling to herself as if she had won a lottery ha
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